Mall Rats and Jewelers

~MYRIAD~
** Finally he managed to get outside. There were about 500 new games he didn`t own there was 500 things he needed to buy. But instead of actually getting all of these `missing` items, he had to find one. One in particular. Now it wasn`t as if he never been shopping for a girl, just not one like Lyeth. That`s the reason he dragged Star with him. I mean she was a girl, it counted right? Previous ventures for women usually included a trip to Victoria`s Secret, A perfume department, and See`s candy. No, but this wasn`t like the contests he held in High School on `Who gets to bang her first.` There was no competition. Instead just a very warm fuzzy feeling, and a bunch of over dramatized emotions. He took most of the money he had, only sparing about 80 for smokes for the next month, and shoved it in his pocket. Mark had saved quiet a bit of cash, nothing to scoff at. And aside from that he wanted to impress her. ** Um. . . so, you said a ring is too personal, earrings are like something her g-ma (grandmother) would like buy, dude a bracelet is like passe` 7th grade, and a necklace is like a second date thing, Clothes are too impersonal, flowers die, candy is something you never want to give a girl, or like cosmetics ,appliances are like out, she`s not my mom . . DUDE! What is there LEFT to buy her?!! I think There`s like one thing left in this dang store! ** He folded his arms over his chest while they walked. Looking at the items that lined the isles. ** What . . . shoes? Please don`t tell me shoes. . . a stuffed animal? What?

~UMBRA~
*She sighs as she watches Mark, its not like she objected to going to the mall or to shopping, she never objected to shopping...but she had had other plans.....she had sorta been hoping to find a job, things were too freaky around the lair these days, she didn't really want to stay around.....She chuckles as she watches Mark, she had never seen the guy this confused...she knew he had a thing for Lyeth, but this...this was bad...he was hooked and she hadn't done anything..but weren't all guys like that?wanting what they didn't have?...*a stuffed animals not too bad *she tilts her head as she considers it* but its like just a little like sappy....*she stops in front of a shoe store, peering at a pair of metallic heels* shoes would be cool, but I dunno her size.....how about uhmmm...I dunno like a book?

I am /not/ buyingher shoes. Puh-lease. ** Coughing lightly, his body still felt incredibly lethargic. He moved at the normal Mall Walkers pace. He hated it when people did that. Scuffling his feet on along, listening as she spoke. Well she /did/ know best, didn`t she? Sighing as nodded listening to shat she had to say. They were approaching the perfume department. UNnatural or natural, the smell was almost enough to make him want to gag. Watching the over done peacocks of that section talking. All in white lab-coats. Saying very softly. ** Why do they like need to wear lab-coats dude? They like sell make-up, it`s like not like they are performing surgery. . . a book? ** He looked a bit perplexed. . . then a big grin spread over his face.** Heh how about the Kama Sutra? Nah man I don`t know what she liked to read! This whole trip bites man. ** He sniffled again and slowly trudged through the perfume department. There had to be /something/ in all The Mall that would suffice. Pausing at a over-sized red and purple hat that read -Mack`Daddy`s Baby- He paused putting it on Star and kept walking. Trying not to laugh. ** I dunno, dude maybe she`d like a watch, or maybe a music box. I mean girls love that shit right?

*..normally in a mall she's going at a mile a mintue, hopping from store to store, sale to sale, but today, she too was just shuffling along, making her pace seem casual....stopping to look at some display or item whenever she thought Mark needed a break or to let him catch up...* Its like an image thing I think..*she shrugs* .make 'em look like professional or sumthin ......Oh puhleease *a grimace crosses her face as he places the hat on her and she carefully puts it back on its display* nawww...a watch is like too generic...*she grabs a hold of his jacket and pulls him over to a clothing section* Now this is like awesome! totally *she pulls a black micromini off of the rack and hold it up to herself* what ya think? think Jason'll like it?

Professional eh? **Shrugging as she stopped looking at the mini mini mini skirt, letting out a very low whistle and then sniffling again. ** I think anything not paralyzed from like the waist down would like it dude. . . . MAN you mean to tell me you`re like still hung up on this creep? ** Shutting up then and just looking at the price for a moment. ** You know . .I`d like buy them for you and stuff if you think he`ll like it. ** Before she could say no he snagged them from her, the jacket and the mini mini mini skirt. Each to their own right? Looking and finally sighing. ** Maybe I should like give up on finding her something. I mean, shite she prolly` won`t like any of the stuff in this place anyway you know?

*She smacks him on the shoulder* He isn't a creep, He like called and aplogized and he’s like taking me to dinner tomorrow night, he's like really sorry about the other night, he was like drunk and stuff *She looks into the mirror while holding it up to her* Hey! *she half heartedly tries to take it back from him* You don't need to ...I can get it....I mean it aint like I'm broke or nothing *she lays a hand on his shoulder* we'll find something for her *she smiles and points to a sharp little black jacket * thats cool, she might like that..I could like totally see her in that

** He shrugged and sighed a bit, it wasn't what he wanted to get her. She was not like very materialistic . . . Picking up the jacket and then shrugging and putting it back down. ** If you say he's not a jerk then that's fine dudette. ** Looking at the nick knacks and sighing. Pulling from her pats, looking at the jewelry counters. ** I dunno I think she'd like jewelry, Maybe a necklace. I don't even know if like her ears are pierced. . . or like what she likes to wear. . . ** Wandering that way, still holding the skirt and jacket that Star liked. Looking at a flock of girls giggling, and weighing next to nothing. A small smirk passing over his lips, though not letting himself drool. The one in the red back-less shirt thing was the best. Eyeing her quickly until moving to the counter. The attendant ignoring him completely. After all how much cash would they expect /him to carry. Calling back to Star, after the girls left. ** You see like girls like that are like cars dude, great bodies, bad engines. You can drive around impressing everyone for a little bit, but cost more to like repair in the long run. ** Happy with that analogy, also trying to press a bit of a point with this Jason, Justin whoever the jerk was. ** You think she'd like diamonds or like just silver or what?

Well I dunno what ya wanna get her...*she shrugs as shes hauled away* like what do ya wanna say? maybe like just, I dunno, invite her to a movie or something?...*A smirk crosses her lips as she watches him try not to drool over the girls* but ya never know whats under the hood till ya take it for a spin *she nudges him* besides you have fun in the meantime * she looks down at the display case* well if ya wanna get her something a necklace aint too bad * she glances back up at him* how serious are ya 'bout this?

Dead serious. . .** He looked down at the various merchandise in the counter. Tilting his head, he could afford everything except the rings. He didn't have /thousands/ of dollars to spend here. And Star was right those were really personal. Looking at her pointing out a necklace and she nodded. Pointing a few more out, and a few bracelets, before the sales person even noted he was alive. He smiled a bit at the man, who rose a brow asking. ** // Are you looking for something for your lady friend here? // ** Mark rose a brow and looked back at Star and chuckled, almost bursting out laughing. ** Nah dude, she's just like M'friend. . . ** Pointing to the necklace that was kinda pretty, the one Star chose. It had a swirly looking white gold chain, and a semi decent rock pendant. ** Yo' M'man how much is that? ** The man didn't even bother taking it out, instead saying very politely. ** There isn't anything in this case that is on sale. ** Mark blinked tilting his head, raising a brow, a bit perplexed. ** Dude that's nice, but um /How much is it?/ ** Pointing again the sales attendant sighed looking at it, not bothering to check the price tag. Mark raised a brow and set the clothes down on the counter. Looking back at Star, ** //It's very expensive.// ** Mark gave him a very flat expression before saying. ** Oh I didn't know that was like actually a price. -Prick-. ** Moving and slamming down his wallet that was nearly bursting from the seams with twenties. Close to 500 dollars there they he scrimped and saved over the time he was RUNning. Some of it emergency money, some of it Gild gave him, some of it he stole himself. Even Spasm wound up giving him 200 for killing his TV. With a very flat expression watching the sales associate fall silent. Pulling the piece out. Mark eyes it, and as much as he liked it simply said. ** Dude you're paid on commision aren't you? Screw you dude. I don't want it anymore. ** Tugging on Star and pulling her away. ** Can you even like believe that dude? ** Falling in line to pay for her clothes, and sighing. ** I don't wanna just like take her to a movie you know? I take /Geoff/ to movies, I take /friends/ to movies.

awww man...your in like deep.......*She rolls her eyes at the counter dude* that is like so bogus...like get a life dude.....*she shrugs as she follows Mark* well ya like gotta be friends with her if your like really serious ya know....and a movies like a really good start...*She shrugs* you ever like , just talk to her...find out what she likes....Ya know...Like little things are the sweet ones...even a guy holding a door is like nice *She falls in line behind him, and as they pull up to the counter she starts digging in her purse, pulling out her wallet, trying to beat you to the punch*

Put that shite away dude, is on me. Like I know you could totally be macking on your man now, and you're like helping me with this. It's kinda like a thank you or some junk. ** Standing in line and smiling at the attendant there. Putting the clothes down, watching the final price and sporting about 140 for the jacket and skirt. It didn't really matter to him much at this point. He was a bit pissed. Grabbing the change and shoving it into the bag and carrying it for her. Moving back through the store. Maybe they would have to so somewhere else? He really didn't feel like it, and then he got a wicked idea. Checking his wallet, and then looking back to the jewelry counter. **Duude, I have like a wicked idea, get the prick totally fired, or at least in major trouble man. . . like go along with me on this. . . ** A smirk stuck on his face, before turning back to the sales girl who helped him. ** Excuse me miss, like I need to see a manager. . .it's not like you. ** She nodded calling up the code on the overhead phone and soon a manager appeared walking towards them. Mark took a deep breath pulling Star close and looking deeply concerned. Now Mark, who wasn't the world's best actor, could at least pull this off. Looking at the man's name badge, dropping his accent totally. Almost sounding sophisticated. ** Excuse me, Mr. Giovionni? Yes my name is Brent Masters, ** Extending a hand to the man, who returned the shake and asked what the problem. Mark then nodded towards the other counter, and then explained parts of the situation. ** So then, he refused to show me the merchandise, insisted it was too expensive for me. All I wanted to do was buy my fiancée here something nice for her birthday. After I explained this to him, he was even crueler. I spent over one hundred dollars here, and I am so displeased that I want to return it. I have never been so humiliated about something so trivial. ** The manager blinked at the sales girl who shrugged, and the manager simply added a fake retail smile and said he would take care of it. Moving to the jerk, then the manager summoned them. The fiancée part he /knew/ made the guy look like a total creep. The manager moved back and Mark smiled. Apologizing profusely, and saying that they would give him 40% off of what he wanted. Mark sighed shaking his head asking. ** It's not really the money I am worried about. Honey what do you think?

No, I couldn't...Jasons like hanging with his pals...I'd only like get in the way *She leans up and kisses him on the cheek* thank you, its sweet *she watches him...she had to do something for him, like talk to Lyeth...he was too sweet a guy, she didn't want to see him hurt...* a plan? okay *she merely nods and follows him...she moves in close to him as the manager approaches, an arm draped around his shoulder...trying to look like the blond bimbos so many men drooled over and practically threw money at..she simpers and smiles at every word that Mark says* well I dunno hun, there was that white gold bracelet over at D’or Broche but I do like this one too

** Hiding the blush as she kissed his cheek. He missed having girl pals. Ever since Rocky he's been with the 'guys' and as swell as that was he couldn't stand their harassment alla the time. He suppressed the urge to sniffle** Well we can get them both darling. ** The manager dismissed the sales associate who /glared/ //daggers// at them both. Mark simply smiled and waved as the man left. The manager offered to sell them the merchandise himself, and he would make a formal complaint about the man. This was too rich. Mark finally nodded and turned looking at the necklace, the manger without hesitation placed it on Star. Mark finally let go of her. Smirking when the manger offered it for 50% off, which he explained was next to cost on the item. /SINCE/ it was his fiancée's birthday and all. Mark didn't care, he was getting the dude in trouble and a great deal too. Lyeth didn't have to know about /this/ part of it anyway. He might have enough money left over to get a game or two, and actually take her out to dinner. He looked and debated and bartered with the man, who managed to compliment Star about 6 times in one breath. Saying that the necklace didn't do her justice. What an unusual beauty. Mark smiled politely, saying. ** Yes she is stunning. ** Looking at her in her usual attire, mid-drift sparkling tee. ¾ length pants, he in his Adidas black pants, simple black Nike's and white tee. He could pull off a rich kid. Either way the man was buying it. Raising a brow at this and fishing out the money. It was even at 50% off about 200 dollars. Pulling out the crispest bills he could, thanking the man for his great service. ** No, no, Thank /you/ Mr. Masters, I am glad this problem was addressed, and I look forward to your future patronage. ** //Yeah RIGHT// Mark thought. The man also gave him an inexpensive silver chain, for himself, and the boxes for both. Letting Star wear the necklace out of the store. ** Heh, draping his arm around her shoulder, and moving to the main part of The Mall. ** Anyways dude like I was saying, I do totally want to be like her friend and junk, but it's like I wanna impress her too and shite. ** Pulling out his smokes as they moved to the exit, offering her one. **

Can we?*her voice is full of eager anticipation as she looks down at the necklace as it is put around her neck* its gorgeous *she watches as the transaction is completed, a hand occasionally tracing the necklace...then as the transaction is completed she gives him a hug and kiss, this time full on the lips, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes...she knew this would embarrass him, but she also knew there was no way he would blow his cover, not at this point..then before he can actually react they are moving out of the mall* Like I said earlier, just be yourself...she'll like that

**The kiss was unexpected, hugging her back, feeling a bit awkward, and clearing his throat. Looking downward as he moved, not meeting her in the eye. /Was that like totally needed man?/ Thinking -unsexy- thoughts Roseanne Barr, in a bikini. He shuddered. And Mr. Happy didn't even get that happy. Grinning at this accomplishment. ** You know dudette, that jerk is one lucky guy. Pulling his arm off of her. As they stepped out of The Mall, he lit his smoke, still gripping Star's clothes. Taking the necklace he got and looking at it. It was a thicker men's necklace, nothing more than 20 dollars tops. Shrugging and putting it on, squinting as the smoke drained to his eyes. ** Dude, like it's like she was the only one who even looked at me when I was sick, I mean there was Kevin, who offered to get me water. . . Geoff brought me pizza, but she like took my temperature, she like kept me warm dude. ** Smirking as he took another drag. ** She's like a heater. It's bitchin'. ** He sighed pulling back his hair, looking at it. It was getting really long, the back part pulled into a small pony-tail. He managed to shave, and looked like a baby-face again. No more peach-fuzz. Balancing the smoke on his lip. Still avoiding her eyes. ** Dude you think I should get a hair cut er something before I ask her to I dunno go eat? Dude are you like hungry? Could get some pizza or Chinese or some shite. ** Shrugging, as his stomach growled. A blush never touched his cheeks, but it was so weird. Looking finally at her a side-ways glance, a touch of a smile hitting his lips. **

*she starts to laugh as he pulls his arm from around her...it wasn't quite the reaction she expected, but the look on his face had been well worth it, it was just the topper to an awesome scam* That was like so cool thanks dude...*she reaches up to remove the necklace and hands it to him, while reaching for her clothes with the other hand* you mean him *she jerks her head back towards the store* hell I don't think so, He's probably gonna like get a write up or something like that *she chuckles and looks at you* so its like a Florence nightingale thing then eh? ya like got the hots for your nurse *she chucks him in the side* Nawww, I think ya should like keep it long...looks good on ya *she smiles up at him....she knows he’s uneasy and is enjoying every minute of it* Ya food sounds good..like for both her and me..I'm buying though...what ya want?

Nah I mean your man. He's lucky you know? ** Instinctively moving a round about way to get to their destination. Unlike when he was with Rocky, who was like one of the guys, Star was /really/ attractive. No, he let it go away. He couldn't believe that he had this chance now with Lyeth, and it wasn't going to ruin it on a girl he hardly even thought of in /that/ way. ** Nah it's more than the nurse thing. I thought about that too. She's like hot, cute funny, smart, nice, gentle, strong, there's a lot of thing. **Handing her the merchandise, and then shoving his hands into his pockets. Clearing his throat and saying. ** Mr. Giovanni was like right though, the necklace really looks bitchin' on ya' you know. Looking at the pendant. Lyeth would like it he was sure of it. Putting into the box, and the box into his other bag. Dangling it at his wrist and thrusting his hands back into his pockets. ** Um thanks for like helpin', ** Confusing ** me. . . ** Offering her another smile before arriving at their food destination. ** and what kind of guy would let a girl buy him shite? Oh yeah . . .me! **Comically opening the door for her. Time passed. Asking questions to himself, as he still talked with Star, asking her similar things. //What if she doesn't /like/ me dude. . . what if she thinks I'm a pud. ? What if she thinks I'm too young? What if I don't even get enough courage to tell her anything?// He hadn't been this nervous since the whole RUNner thing started. His stomach turned, he's see her later that night. . . he felt light, queasy. He blamed it solely on sickness. **

Jason? *now its her turn to blush, she hadn't even thought along those lines* thanks *she smiles over at him* well then go for it, what have you got to loose? *she shrugs* Even if she does turn you down, you'll still be friends...but I can't see her doing that *She chuckles at the compliment* thanks, but it'll look better on Lyeth...Hey No problem dude, ya should know I love shopping *with the last words she turns around and walks backwards, her arms outstreched* this is my mecca *she chuckles and mock curtsies as he holds the door for her* whats not to like? Your a cool dude, your funny, your sweet, you like shopping, your good looking * she grins and grabs his shoulders and turns him, then makes a great display of lifting his jacket and staring* your ass however needs a little work *she pats him on the back* you'll do fine dude