Michael scratched absently at his chin and said "It's just that her birthday's soon and she wanted to have a fancy dress party, so... well, I wanted to go as something she'd like, I guess."
Babbingtree gave a knowing smile. "Say no more, say no more." He laid the pricing gun on the counter and guided the gentleman in the direction of the aisles with a gesture. "Now, tell me, what does she like?"
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