You see a colourful primer. The title reads: "A Primer for Small Kids."

You see a colourful primer. The title reads: "A Primer for Small Kids."

"Madam, what's this book?"

"A highly educational primer. It's exceptional for the young mind... and obviously, very popular."

"Oh wow, that's cool. I want to become smarter."

"You're a grown man, though. It's a bit too late for that... this is a book for small children."

"Okay. Cool."

[Leave.]

Steal the Primer.

You peek at the storekeep, waiting for her to be distracted. When she's not looking, you deftly swipe the small booklet off the shelf and stuff it in your pocket.

You now proudly own a primer book for small children which, to be honest, barely cost anything.

Slowly, you move your hand towards the small book. Before you even can reach it, you're interrupted:

The lieutenant coughs sharply, then whispers: "Let's not. Defrauding small business owners is not our thing."

"Sir, please, no touching the merchandise."

Flip through the pages.

It's exactly like a primer -- a word on every page relating to a letter of the alphabet.

I'm not sure what you're planning to get from this. It's meant for babies. Literal babies.

I want to buy this Primer.

"Uh... you have kids?" She shudders uncomfortably. "Okay, I guess. Enjoy it."