Hatimi Marketplace Hardware

I think it means that I watch too much Dexter but when I go into a Hardware Store and I’m buying plastic sheeting, rope and fishing line, I worry that the people in the shop will think that I’m a serial killer.
I enter Hatimi Marketplace Hardware on the corner of Marion Street and Foster and check my phone to ensure I have the list and can start tracking down these necessary items ahead of Tuesdays music video shoot.
All of a sudden, an older woman approaches me and asks what I need. I tell her, «Rope, Fishing Wire, Pegs and Sheeting.»
She leads me through the large hardware shop to the various items and I pick them up one at a time and add them to the stockpile growing in my arms.
A young assistant, possibly her son, (the place feels very family owned) cuts me 15metres of rope and then I retrieve my sheeting.
I get to the front counter and the lady has already put aside my pegs, which is nice. I pay for my goods, thank the shopkeepers and then head out into the blazing hot sun to hunt for victims.