(Tom walks in the store.)
Woman: Oh, watch your step, sir.
Tom: Sir? Who was that? What was I supposed to get? Oh, why can't I remember?
Sales Clerk: Can I help you with something, sir?
Tom: (His voice is deeper) Uh...milk. Yeah, that's it. I need some milk. (In thought) What's happening to my voice?
Sales Clerk: Is that all sir? We have a special on antacid for senior citizens.
Tom: (In thought) Senior citizens? (Talking) Uh, no thanks, just milk.
(The clerk walks away.)
Tom: Antacid? What's up with that? Why is everyone being so friendly?
Biker Dude: (Walks up to Tom) Yo, pops, get the led out, 'kay? (He walks past him.)
Tom: Sorry. (He looks in a sunglasses mirror and gasps as he realizes he's an old man.)