OK OK OK so if you stuck with me all this time with my musings then THIS NEXT BIT IS A TREAT FOR BOTH OF US

 

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Tina: Oh Damian! Can you get me some fish boxes?
Damian: Yeah, no prob.

Damian cheerfully enough signals to Tina as he now starts to swiftly make his way from the counters.
He marches through the aisles with intense purpose, chanting in his head FISH BOXES FSH BOXES FISH BOXES over and over, before telling himself DO NOT FORGET FISH BOXES!

As he marches on, he passes a customer in a long black buttoned coat with a long red scarf. They have fluffy blonde hair and two tufts of fringe framing their face.
To Damian's absolute horror, he has been been perceived by the customer! An alert balloon sprouts from the customer's body and they rush to meet Damian, with Damian having his own alert of his Bladder "health" bar now screaming OH NO

"OH! EXCUSE ME? CAN YOU HELP ME?"