Why not give it a try, go talk to her.

“I would be happy to talk to her for you. What is her name, and yours also for that matter?”

“Her name is Denise, and mine is Frank. Do you really think you can help?”

“Yeah sure, she just doesn’t know how much you want to go does she.” You walk up to Denise and as you arrive you give her a little smile, “Hi Denise, I was just talking to Frank and?”

“Who the fuck are you?” The abrupt way she interrupts you, and the look on her face causes you to panic.

You run back to Frank without another word. “Yeah, never mind, you are right she is a total bitch. If I were you I would just quit, there is no way I would put up with her.”

“I should huh.” Frank agrees and walks down the isle till he can see her. “She just sits there, and never helps me at all.”

“So do it dude, go tell her to go to hell and lets go.”

With your prodding, not to mention a little push into her line of sight. He finally walks up to her to tell her what for. “Denise.”

Yup that is it, he says her name. Then she shows you who the alpha dog here is. “Frank, what the hell, first your little fucking fag friend comes up and bothers me while I am trying to read, and now here you are in my face trying to start shit. Do you want me to fire you? Is that it, you want me to send you the fuck home crying to mom about how I was mean to you again. Stop fucking looking at me and get back there and finish straightening up the shelves. Oh yeah and don’t even think of whining to mom again, if you don’t show up for work tomorrow I am telling her about your little sex **** costume you made for your boyfriend.?”

“He isn’t my boyfriend, it isn’t a sex ****, it is a perfect Princess Leia **** girl costume, and it goes perfect with my Amidala costume from when she was chained to the pole in?”

She interrupts him at this point by laughing at him and just simply stating, “Fag.” Causing him to run back, right past you, and on into the storeroom. You are pretty sure he was crying but you don’t know what to do next.