Behind him, a teenager in a vintage band tee was complaining loudly to a friend. "I’m telling you, the 'convenience fee' is more than the actual beer inside. It’s $22 just to click 'Print at Home' on the website."
"Honey," Martha whispered, leaning toward the glass, "the internet charges you for the luxury of staying on your couch. This window? This is for the people who actually showed up."
For weeks, he’d watched the online countdown for the Midnight Echoes reunion tour. Every time he reached the checkout screen, the price jumped from $45 to $71. Processing fees. Facility charges. Digital delivery surcharges. It was a digital mugging.