A man walks into a bank with a bulky bag. He grabs a deposit slip, jots down the details, and picks a number on the queing machine.

He then sits heavily on the chairs, holding the bag tightly in his two hands. His eyes would occassionally wonder around the hall, but mostly, they are fixed on the bag on his laps.

"Ding dong~~! Number 199, please proceed to counter #2."

Automated voice of a mechanical woman calls out. The man stands up slowly and walks over to the counter with number 2 written on it. He hands the deposit slip to a pretty clerk sitting on the other side, and puts the bag on the marble counter, his hands still holding the bag.

"Good day, sir. Let's see... Making deposit of 2 million, huh... "

The pretty clerk uses her long and delicate fingers to transfer data from the deposit slip into the computer. When she's done typing, she looks up with a smile. She holds out her hands towards the bag in a very cute manner, and the man reluctantly parts with the bag.

The clerk takes a look inside the bag, and wide smile appears around her pretty lips. She says,

"Oh, how sweet of you... But where's the money?"