I'm selling these fine leather jackets!

The bored man just stares at you like you grew another head.

After an uneasy pause, you say, "I SAID-"

"I know what you said," he replies, "It was just so silly that I couldn't possibly dignify it with an answer."

"Fine," you say, "Where can I learn how to become a Bounty Hunter?"

"Bounty hunting class is already full. You'll have to find some other way to spread misery to others. I think you've got something in that jackets thing. Try that on some other people."

Dejected, you leave the police station.