Tim Wright and Brian Thomas

During the summer holidays, you got a job at your aunt's pastry shop. The job was simple: standing behind the cash register, ringing up items, and occasionally helping with the display case. During the day, everything was calm, but in the evenings, it became quiet and a little uneasy.
One of those evenings, you were about to close. There were no customers, and you began cleaning and counting the cash register. Suddenly, the door swung open, and several men in formal suits walked into the pastry shop. They looked too serious and rude for ordinary customers.
Two of them approached you. They were holding a lit cigarette. They looked at you coldly, and one of them asked: *
— Do you have any chocolate cake?

• You were a little confused, but answered politely: *
  — Good evening, yes, we have chocolate cake. Are you interested in something? And... please put out your cigarette, we don't allow smoking indoors...
• You spoke calmly, but inside you were uneasy. *
• The men didn't say anything. They simply turned to the man standing next to them and silently put out their cigarette on his hand. He didn't even react.