"Minion?" He took the pamphlet. It was one part morbid curiosity, and one part disbelief. What in the world...? She couldn't be serious, could she, asking like so? This had to be a joke; she was surely just a kid playing a game.

He put his bag of groceries on an arm so he had his hands free to open it, looking inside. "I'm really not sure how good of a minion I'd make," he admitted, looking over the page.