Xavier: Renegade Angel2007

Dog Owner:
My whole-a family been living off of the donkey kong chops for weeks.

Xavier:
It's not your store. You need a 'tude colonic to envisualize your success. Lucky for you, I'm an eight-degree imaginationist. Picture with me this store crowded with customers, swarmed with patrons.

Dog Owner:
It's-a working. My eyes -- She sees-a success. I'm-a filled with-a hope.

Xavier:
Act natural. See those guys over my left shoulder? Don't you think it's a little odd that they're wearing trench coats?

Dog Owner:
That's-a no big deal.

Xavier:
It's 95 degrees outside. I think something's about to go down. Stay calm. Follow my lead.

[suddenly the imaginary robbers pulled out guns]

Imaginary Robber:
You, empty out the register, or the old man get dead.

[Xavier gives the money to the imaginary robber]

Xavier:
He doesn't need this money. He's got-a the power of positive thoughts.

Dog Owner:
That was the last of my cashamzoo. I can't even imagine how my family will suffer and starve.

Xavier:
I can help you visualize that, too.