Mr. Hutchison. Only one time.
Mr. Hutchison. One time. Yes. There was a Wednesday evening, he and his wife and an elderly lady were shopping in midcounters and I was stocking around a corner and I heard this blurt—uh—statement in foreign tongue. And, naturally, that would arouse your curiosity to hear somebody speaking—now, I know Spanish, and I recognize German and I recognize French—and it wasn't any of those. So, I immediately came around the counter and he was taking something away from his—this woman he was with and putting it back on the shelf and talking to her in this language.
Mr. Jenner. What was your impression as to what he was attempting to convey to her?
Mr. Hutchison. That he didn't want her to have it—that he took it away from her. He still had it—he still had it in her hand—I mean, she had it in her hand and he took it away from her and put it back on the shelf.
Mr. Jenner. Now, this was in the afternoon?
Mr. Hutchison. That was late in the evening, sir, between—between, I would say, between 6:45 and 7:30. Because I close at 8:30 and I recognize that it was earlier. They were buying then what you would say a complete bill of groceries. They had several items in the basket.
Mr. Jenner. I see. You have the—I don't do much supermarket shopping—but it's a cart with wheels?
Mr. Hutchison. Yes, sir; a cart with wheels.
Mr. Jenner. Self-service?