Freezer burn

A man walks into an Ice-cream shop

It was just your average Tuesday for Derek. The rain outside was beating down hard. The whole sidewalk was like a mirror, interrupted by the splash of people rushing past, their coats clung tight. "What am I even doing here?" He thought, leaning on the counter with his phone in his hand. The only reason anybody would be coming in that day would be to get out of the rain. Just then the bell rung, snapping Derek to attention as he pasted on his best customer service smile. He shoved his phone into his pocket with a "What can I get you today?"
The man looked to be about 5ft 8 and had a black trench coat, his blonde hair plastered to his face from the rain. He looked like your average Swedish supermodel with a thing for grunge. The man was compleately out of breath, looking as if he'd just run a marathon. He glanced around the empty shop.
"... sir?" Derek asked again, trying to get the man's attention.
"Oh, yeah. I'll have an ummmm..." The man looked up at the menu with his eyebrows knitted together. There was a tinge of German in his accent. He was still standing by the window, glancing at the passing pedestrians every few seconds. "... I'll have a mint chocolate with the gummy worms."
"Doesn't look like it'll clear up any time soon. Will that be a cone or cup?" "Who puts gummy worms on mint?" He thought.
"Ah... A cup please."
Derek put on a pair of thin plastic gloves and began scooping up the mint chocolate into perfect rounds. As he was about to take a handful of the gummy worms that had been sitting in their open container for weeks, there was another ring at the door.
"Just a moment please." He said, not even looking up from his work.
Just then the Swedish supermodel crashed into the display case, his face planted in the strawberry shortcake. Derek took a step back, looking up at the next customer. It was a tall brunette lady that looked to be in her 20's. She had the same sort of black trenchcoat as the blonde guy. But what really caught his attention was the gun in her hand. And the fact they she was walking towards him. Derek ducked behind the counter and began crawling towards the staffroom door. "Oh shit oh fuck oh shit" he repeated to the drum of his racing heartbeat. "Looks like somebody's not a fan of mint."