“Allow me to offer my most profuse apologies…not!” Frank shouted after the big, black Buick as it pulled away from the station.

He began to chuckle at his own cleverness, eventually cracking himself up, riding its euphoric wave before degenerating into a coughing jag which felt like karmic payback.

And just like that, he clammed up again to his usual monosyllabic existence at the pump.

Inspired by The Daily Post Daily Word Prompt: profuse