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As he turns to walk away he hears a scream from the woman behind the counter, " SECURITY! SECURITY! We ' ve got a runner! " The cry is like a screech. But he knows he has done nothing wrong and ignores her.

As he approaches the exit however, a burly security guard cuts him off and asks in a serious voice, " Sir? Where are you going? " The security guard grabs his arm. " I ' m sorry sir that is not allowed. "

" OW! What are you doing! Unhand me! " The security guard, oblivious to his pleas, hauls him back up to the counter and the lady waiting behind it with a frown on her face.
" Sir, you cannot leave without ordering, " she informs him.
" What? "
" We took a vote a few months ago. It was in all the papers. Big headlines and all. You have to order. "
" I ' m going somewhere else for lunch. I ' m not paying someone else ' s way. "