I hopped inside the building, staring at all the people inside. One man stuck his tongue out at me. I was tempted to do it back. "Hey!" I heard a voice say. "You knocked down my cheeseburger!" I looked and saw the soggy cheeseburger splat flat on the floor. He grinder his teeth at me and put up his fist. "You're gonna pay for this." I pulled out a quarter from my pocket. "Not literally, you butthead!" I put the quarter back in my pocket and shrugged. He grabbed the back of my sweatshirt's hoodie and pulled me toward's him. "Listen up, you punk! Someday, you're going to regret what you just did. I'm going to get revenge on you, and you don't know what I'm gonna do, or when I'm gonna do it. So be prepared, because I'm comin' after you. The name's Brutus, it's not a pleasure to meet you. Now move along, I don't want to become a nerd too." I ran away from him and to my family. All that for a cheeseburger? I bet he was just doing the fake threat thing. Everybody does that when their cheeseburger falls from the table. Yeah, right.