YOU'RE MY CLOUD NINE {superstore}

SHoTs & sALsA

"All right, I like this. When I say cloud,you say nine. Cloud!" Glenn cheered, a round of 'nine' coming from the group of employees, all of them participating except Faustino who sat at the cafe drinking his mug of coffee.

"This chant seems a little on the long side. " Jonah commented from beside Garrett and Amy

"Gets longer every year," Garrett replied, looking completely unamused at what was happening

"When I first started here, we would just put our hands in the middle and go, "Yay."" Amy added, a short laugh bubbling out as she spoke, though it was quickly covered with a gentle cough

“Where’s Clover?” Jonah questioned, not seeing him amongst the group

“Oh, Clover never does these,” Garrett told him, shaking his head

“Yeah, he didn’t even do it when he started,” Amy added, chuckling as she thought of her brother’s stubbornness to his uncaring nature

“He’s over by the cafe, drinking his 7:00 am coffee,” Garrett said, pointing to the Co-Manager who sat by himself sipping on his coffee as he read a book

“Hm,” Jonah hummed to himself, noting that Faustino liked books and forming conversational topics in his head

"Before we open, I need a volunteer to hand out samples of the new Cloud 9 brand salsa,Señor Cloud." Glenn announced looking around the group before him, his gaze lingering longer on Amy and seeming to search for someone

"Yes, right here. I'll do it." Mateo exclaimed, waving his hand in the air to grab Glenn's attention

"Yes, perfect, and I don't mean just because you're Mexican," Glenn smiled, though his assumption caused multiple people to look at him strangely

"I'm actually Filipino." Mateo responded, clearly confused, and a bit hurt by Glenn's assumption

"Okay, let's consider all our options. Um, Amy, I've got a feeling this is right up your alley," Glenn shifted his focus, and looked around some more,”Or maybe Clover could give it a try. Where is he?”

“Because I'm Latina?” Amy questioned, narrowing her eyes at her boss

“No, it has nothing to do with race,” Glenn said quickly, a soft chuckle leaving his lips,”You just have a certain natural spiciness,” he tried but made the situation worse

“No,” Amy denied, a sarcastic smile on her face as Dina’s phone chimed

“Yeah, Clover’s out too,” Dina announced, reading the text her friend sent her,”He also wants you to know it’s not because he doesn't understand your point, he just doesn’t care,” she said, a smile on her face as she texted back

“Gotta love, Clover,” Garrett commented, chuckling as he shook his head

“Okay, you know, fine, I'll just, uh, pick someone at random,” Glenn sighed, used to Faustino’s ways but always disappointed that he couldn’t get through to him,”Eeny, meeny, miney, mo. Jesus saved us long ago. Don't believe me, what a shame. Judgment day you'll be in flames,” He finished, pointing at Carmen who also happened to be Latina

“The other Latina?” Amy raised a brow, clearly not amused by the racial profiling

“What?” Glenn scoffed, obviously trying to play it off

"I could do it," Jonah offered, in complete seriousness

"That'd be hilarious. You should dress like a matador." Dina said loudly, a laugh filling her words as she then looked down at her phone,”Clover says that would be a terrible idea,” she announced, Jonah deflating a little as Amy and Garrett stifled their laughter