I can't help it, I look round with a start, to stare right at a wee wumman who is bending over to pick up a face cream.
"Oh! Pardon me!" she exclaims, "That's that salad roll fae that new cafe ower the road."
Heh heh, she chuckles as she continues shopping, her wee man standing by her side, holding the basket with a look of long suffering.