"Where'd you come from?"
"Where'd you come from?" She answered immediately.
"I asked you first."
"This is my shop."
"So I guess you just materialized out of thin air then?" He replied sarcastically.
"Maybe, but rather than ponder that, why don't we find your girlfriend a gift?"
"How'd you know my girlfriend needed a gift?"
"Well people only come into these stores for two reasons- women come to find gag items, and men come to buy gifts for thier girlfriends. So unless there's something that you've forgotten to tell me: you're here to buy a gift for your girlfriend."
"So what do you reccomend?" Jim asked.
"How about this?" She asked, pulling a ring from her finger.
Jim now noticed that she was wearing quite an elaborate assortment of bautiful jewelry. However he somehow felt that the ring she showed him would be perfect for Sharon. "That's perfect!" he exclaimed. "But what are you doing with so much jewelry anyway?"
"Probably infringeing on any number of other stories"
"What?"
"nothing."
"So how much is the ring anyway?"
"$15,000,- more if you want a bottle of cleaner"
Taken aback Jim remembered that he didn't even pay that much for his car. "That's insane! Do you manage to sell anything around here?"
"I'll give you the whole package for just $50 if you'll let me come to the party, that would probably be better anyway" She said with a warm, easy smile.
The ring would bem perfect for Sharon, so at this point Jim was forced to:
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