This is when you bust out your glock and with a smile say, "I'm not sure! Mr. Glock, am I a Muslim? Or a Christian?" (Mr. Glock whispers something in my ear)... "Oh, here. Mr. Glock wants to tell you himself."
BLAM!!!
..."BLAM!!!" Naaa. I wait to hear Mallakum Salom, I retort, "Shalom", that's three languages we both speak. Got any incense and a paper for a dollar? They say yea, heard about you from some of the other brothers, you always get the paper. Yyupp. Thanks. See ya later...
BLAM!!!
You got it!