I forgot my reusable bag, can I borrow one of yours?
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.
I don't care *how* many items you've got, baby, I could check you out all day long!
Need a cart? No? How about a girlfriend?
I’ve always wanted to be a farmer’s wife.
A pretty lady wasn't on my shopping list but I can be spontaneous.
I hope I'm on your list of things to pick up today.
Can I be your next varietal?
Do you like free samples?
You must be a sustainably farmed mushroom because you’re really growing on me.
The expiration date says "best if used by tonight." Can I make you dinner?
Mmm, these honey samples are so mouthwatering.
It says right here that this frozen pizza is enough for two.
Roses are red, bananas are yellow, wanna go out with a nice little fellow?
I’m a man at a farmers' market. Of course, I’m a catch.
Look like we've got a long wait here in the check-out line, so why don't we get acquainted.
Is your name Pepsi? Because you sure are sizzling.
Let's 'bag' this place and go get a coffee. And yes, I am proud of that pun.
Not to be cheesy, but you’re looking really gouda.
You elevate checking out to a mystical event worthy only of gods and champions.