You decide to look for a sunglass shop in the directory. You find it as a little speck on the map about fifteen stores on the left. You walk past the Winter Wonder Land seeing the fat little Santa stare at you perversely. You begin humming Christmas tunes in your head as you spot your target.
Walking down the path of the mall you see the tiny little shop. Bright blue green neon on the outside of the store screams "Sunglass Hovel". You walk in and see two people chatting it up. You hear bits and pieces of their conversation while you hold in your feces. The blonde haired man with a strong chin and wire rimmed glass was listening to a strawberry blonde woman complain about how her boyfriend never likes to experiment. The way she was sitting and the way she was talking to him it was so obviously flirting with the guy. He was very handsome in a Clark Kent kind of way. She was cute in that girl next-door kind of way. The thought of watching her from your bedroom window as she changes for work fills your head. This makes you smile.
When they see you walking in they both stop talking and say in a very rehearsed and very very repeated way. "Welcome to sunglass hovel how can we help you?" There is an empty chair in front of the each of them. Where do you decide to sit? |