>KO: MR GAR, MR GAR PLEASE HELP ME LEVEL UP
>Gar: Aren't you supposed to be stocking shelves?
>KO: DONE AND DUSTED SIR
>shelves literally glint, fully stocked
>Gar: Hmm, okay kid maybe I can show you a thing or two.
>KO's eyes widen
>Gar: I wasn't always this amazing, it took a lot of hard work. But I had a hand from my master's lucky mitts.
>KO: WOOOOAH....c-can I try them!
>Mr Gar: PFFwah, you want me to trust you with my master's LEGENDARY FIGHTING MITTS?
>KO smiles eagerly
>Mr Gar: Hmm maybe we can make an arangement.
>KO: An arr-ange-ment?
>Gar: Yeah...how about I trade you the mitts for...uh
>KO: Uh huh?
>Gar: Jus- Just tell your mom that "I really really like her and she looks pretty"
>KO: Wait, you're trading me THE LEGENDARY MITTS OF POWER just to tell my mom she's nice?
>Gar looks around to make sure no one was listening
>Gar: Y-Yeah, just don't tell anyone it's part of our "arr-ange-ment" okay?
>KO: YOU CAN COUNT ON ME MR. GAR. SIR.
>KO enters his house, Carol is chopping carrots
>Carol: How was your day at work, KO?
>KO: Pretty good, Mr Gar said-
>A vision of Gar appears in KO's head "don't tell anyone"
>Carol: Mr Gar said what KO?
>KO: Uhhhh- NOTHING, ABSOLUTELY NOTHING! You know that Mr Gar, really silent type!
>Carol: You've got that right...
>KO focuses, he really needs those fighting mitts if he wants to get to the next level
>KO: MOM, I REALLY LIKE YOU AND YOU LOOK PRETTY
>Carol: W-where did this come from?
>KO: I c-can't tell you, but you just need to hear those words