Can I wear your plaid flannel when I make you breakfast tomorrow morning?
You can have that last bag of chips if I can bag your number.
What are you doing hanging out in aisle 3? You clearly belong in aisle 9. Aisle 10 is within arm's reach but that all depends on whether or not you'll have dinner with me.
Can I help you carry your groceries to the car?
How do you know when an avocado is ripe?
Does your Dad own Snapple, because you're made of the best stuff on earth?
Is your name Pepsi? Because you sure are sizzling.
Can I be your next varietal?
I don't work at this store, but may I be of assistance to you anyway?
You elevate checking out to a mystical event worthy only of gods and champions.
The expiration date says "best if used by tonight." Can I make you dinner?
Mmm, these honey samples are so mouthwatering.
I hate oranges. Will you be my main squeeze?
Baby, you better get out of that express lane, 'cause you're all that *and* a bag of chips.
Do you know which aisle the edible underwear is in? Oh, wait, wrong store!
Want to show me how to make steamy greens?
Baby, you're so sweet, you put Hershey's out of business. And, speaking of Hershey's, how about a kiss?
Okay, here’s the deal: I’ll let you take the last stuffed crust frozen pizza if you let me take you to dinner. At your house. Where we’ll be having frozen pizza.
(Staring at boxes of cereal) I treat all boxes with respect.
How about a little roll in the Bakery Department?