"I would not even be mad about that, at least they'll have something to write on my headstone. 'Here lies Newt Geiszler, at least he died while he was making out.' People might even cry at how beautiful it is. Chuck might even cry. Chuck will definitely cry."

The shopkeeper hands him a receipt and offers a couple bags that are pretty useless considering the only thing that would probably fit would be the VCR. Newt's thankful for that much, though, because he's not super inclined to walk back to the apartments if he has to sneeze every two seconds. Though he's less concerned about that right now than he is about this promise of making out because yeah, that sounds good, really good. So good that he thinks the tape can maybe even wait for just a tiny bit longer.