Upon entering the store, Tonya squeals, “Sweetkins, Don’t you think these are darling?” She points to a china pattern.

            “Well, I”

            “Yes, I know what you mean and couldn’t agree more.” Tonya pulls Dana towards another display. “What about these?”

            “I”

            “No, me neither.”

            Charlotte and Alice stand next to the first rejected pattern, Tonya had pulled Dana all the way across the store by this time.

            “You owe me.” Charlotte leans closer to the dishes. “What is wrong with these?”

            Alice squints at the china, “Who knows. You volunteered”

            “I was not properly prepared for this sort of thing. We are going to be at this for hours, aren’t we?”

            “Yep and it is your job to keep me awake and out of trouble.”

            “Let’s go get you some coffee. I don’t think anyone can keep you out of trouble.”

            Three hours, Forty-two minutes, thirty-nine seconds, eight lattes, three bottles of water, six stores, three hundred fifty-two rejected patterns, three insulted sales clerks, five crying children, and seven upset parents later

            “I can’t believe how easy that was!” Tonya beams at the cashier.

            “Easy?” Alice mumbles under her breath. “I though that last parent was going to kill her.”

            Charlotte leans over to whisper, “I can’t believe there is one woman on earth who can upset that many people in one day.”

            Tonya leads the way to the car, the other three dragging behind her.