It’s Saturday night when Dewey walks into the local 7-11 with partying on his mind. He shops around the store and finally picks up a six-pack of beer.

This particular store has been robbed so many times the owner refers to his business as the local "Stop & Rob." Because of the history of armed robberies, the owner has built a booth for the clerk which is surrounded by bulletproof glass.

As our local bad guy approaches the clerk’s booth he places his beer purchase on the counter. When Miriam tells Dewey the amount of the purchase, he pats the front of his shirt.

"What’s that supposed to mean?" she asks.

"It means I’ve got a gun," says Dewey as he reaches under his shirt and pulls out a Saturday night special.

"That’s not a real gun," says Miriam, "it’s a kid’s toy."

"You wanna bet?" says Dewey as he slides the gun through the money slot at the base of the bulletproof glass.

Miriam picks the gun up and takes a closer look. "You know, this sure does look like the real thing," she says. "But you don’t look old enough to own a gun — I’ll need to see some identification."

"What you talkin’ about?" says Dewey as he slings his driver’s license in the money slot.

The girl picks up the phone and Dewey, startled at the girl’s response, turns and runs. About an hour later Dewey calls the store using a "disguised" voice. "Can I come back and get my gun and ID?" he asks.

"Of course," says the girl, "I knew you were only joking."

A few minutes later Dewey comes back to the store to reclaim his gun and ID card. As promised, Miriam is waiting there behind the glass.

Also waiting, on Dewey’s side of the glass, are two plainclothes cops.