The coin arcs over Gambalor's shoulder and lands firmly in Gambalor's exposed ass-crack. The back door! Of course! Gambalor proceeds around the store towards the rear.

Gambalor passes an overflowing dumpster. Visible are an unused condoma half-eaten sandwich and a grand pianosome seedy magazines.

The back door is locked but the coin has spoken. Gambalor winds up and gives the door a swift kick. Then bounces off in a crumpled heap. While Gambalor is recovering a store-monger emerges heaving a black trash bag. The store-monger gives Gambalor a strange look but pays no further mind. Gambalor catches the door before it closes and crawls inside.