Bank clerk: How may I help you, er...sir?
Me: Mint-chan wants her credit card.
BC: Um, yes. Do you have the application form ready?
Me: Thing is, Mint-chan can't hold a pen very well, so I have to fill in the form for Mint-chan. Also, it's my signature, because Mint-chan doesn't have one. And even though the application is filled by me, it's really for Mint-chan, because Mint-chan wants her credit card.
BC: Now, sir, we really--
Me: Mint-chan wants her credit card!!
BC: Security? Hello, security?