"What are you looking for?" I asked him.
"Some kind of fruit juice, something that's not soda," he said.
I looked with him for a moment. "Here's peach tea," I said. "But I guess that's not really juice. Strawberry Fanta?"
"Yeah, I guess he'll like that," he said and started to fill the empty cup.
"Who are you getting it for?" I asked.
"My son," he said. "He's four, and if he gets too much sugar, you know, he gets kind of hyper."
"Yeah," I said.
"And we're on our way to church, so we don't want him to get too wound up." He finished filling the 32-oz. cup for his four-year-old.
"Well, good luck," I said, as he went to put lids on his drinks.
"Thanks. We'll need it," he said, laughing.