Dear customer:
The fact that you spent money here doesn't entitle you to come here AFTER CLOSING to complain about something, especially when that something is a result of your own ignorance. You're lucky C is so nice. Leave the man alone, though, please! (Also, your existence does not entitle you to discounts. FYI.)

Dear C:
Sorry. I didn't want to deal with her. But some how she manages to seek you out anyway.

Dear T/Financial Aid:
Took you long enough. Can I have my money now?