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grocery store clerk: thank you, have a nice day, Miss Aran!
Samus: "Ｇｏｏｄ" ｄａｙ？ ａｒｅ ｔｈｅｒｅ ａｎｙ ｇｏｏｄ ｄａｙｓ ｌｅｆｔ ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｌｄ？ Ｉ ｐｏｎｄｅｒ ｔｈｉｓ ｑｕｅｓｔｉｏｎ ｔｈａｔ ｔｈｉｓ ｍａｎ．．． ｔｈｉｓ ｐａｗｎ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｇｒｏｃｅｒｙ ｓｔｏｒｅ ｔｈａｔ ｗａｓ ｓｕｒｅ ｔｏ ｂｅ ｂｏｕｇｈｔ ｏｕｔ ａｔ ａｎｙ ｔｉｍｅ ｂｙ ａ ｃｏｎｇｌｏｍｅｒａｔｅ ｐｏｓｅｄ ｔｏ ｍｅ， ｎｏｔ ｏｕｔ ｏｆ ａｎｙ ｎｉｃｅｔｉｅｓ， ｂｕｔ ｏｕｔ ｏｆ ｓｏｃｉａｌ ｃｏｎｓｔｒｕｃｔｓ， ｏｕｔ ｏｆ ｎｅｃｅｓｓｉｔｉｅｓ． Ｍｕｃｈ ｌｉｋｅ ｂｅｉｎｇ ｃａｌｌｅｄ "Ｍｉｓｓ Ａｒａｎ" ｉｔ ｆｅｅｌｓ ｆａｋｅ， ｃｏｌｄ ｂａｒｒｅｎ， ｗｉｔｈｏｕｔ ａ ｄｒｏｐ ｏｆ ｍｅａｎｉｎｇ． Ａｓ Ｉ ｌｅｆｔ ｔｈｅ ｇｒｏｃｅｒｙ ｓｔｏｒｅ Ｉ．．．
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@LANthus she's doing this, out loud, as the clerk looks distinctly uncomfortable, as Samus slowly bags her shopping. The rest of the queue stares. one person glances at the cashier worriedly, who returns the glance, trying to mask it behind a smile.
Finally she leaves, still monologuing as she goes. everyone breathes a sigh of relief they didn't realise they were holding.
Then she comes back.
She forgot milk.
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@LANthus not seen:
Samus getting nearly all the way home before gasping to dramatic music
"THE MILK"
and then Speed Booster running all the way back to the store yelling "THE MILK. THE MIIILK" until she gets back to the store, stopping on a dime, waiting for the power to drain from the super run, then stepping in and starting her monologue as if she hasn't just run the whole way like she was escaping Brinstar.
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@Nine Ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｌｋ， Ｉ ｈａｄ ｆｏｒｇｏｔｔｅｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｌｋ．．． Ｈｏｗ ｉｓ ｉｔ Ｉ， ａ ｓｕｐｐｏｓｅｄ ｇａｌａｃｔｉｃ ｗａｒｒｉｏｒ， ａ ｕｎｉｏｎ ｏｆ ａ ｒａｃｅ ｏｎｃｅ ｃａｌｌｅｄ ｐｅｒｆｅｃｔ ａｎｄ ｄｅｃａｄｅｓ ｏｆ ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ ａｎｄ ｋｎｏｗｌｅｄｇｅ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｈａｖｅ ｆｏｒｇｏｔｔｅｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｌｋ？ Ｔｏ ｔｈｏｓｅ ｂｅｌｏｗ ｍｅ Ｉ ａｍ ｆｌａｗｌｅｓｓ， ｂｕｔ ｐｅｒｈａｐｓ ｔｈｉｓ ｉｓ ａ ｌｅｓｓｏｎ， ｐｅｒｈａｐｓ ｔｈｏｓｅ ｗｉｔｈ ｌｉｍｉｔｌｅｓｓ ｐｏｗｅｒ， ｔｈｏｓｅ ａｂｏｖｅ ｅｖｅｎ ｍｅ， ｍａｋｅ ｍｉｓｔａｋｅｓ？ ｐｅｒｈａｐｓ ｅｖｅｎ ｔｈｅｙ ｆｏｒｇｅｔ Ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｌｋ？