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 Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 11:34 pm
:::Cora takes her first look into the mirror and sees the masterpiece of 21st century fashion that Aimee had whipped up in their nomad-like, female-gathering-skills, sort of adventure. She's breathetaken... it was hard to believe that it was really her staring back from the glass:::
Wow... look at the clothes. They're so different. Heh. :::she fidges with one part of the skirt, tugs at a sleeve::: It all goes together though, I mean... it makes it look like it's supposed to be worn together...it looks good.
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 11:40 pm
*Aimee hugs her around the waist as they stand there, looking at themselves in the mirror.* Are you kidding?! You look fabulous!!
*Aimee calls to one of the sales clerks.*
*A young African-American woman dressed in the high fashion of Banana Republic comes over.* "How can I help you?"
"We need an expert opinion. Does this girl look or not look absolutely fabulous?"
*The woman chuckles a little.* "What can I say to that? She looks fabulous."
*Aimee to Cora* "The experts agree. You're are smokin' hot."
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Posted: Tue Sep 12, 2006 11:43 pm
:::Cora hides her face with one hand, trying not to laugh, as though embarassed to be enjoying herself this much over clothes:::
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 7:59 pm
*Aimee gives a small squeal as she squeezes her arm around Cora's shoulders.* Oh, you look so good!
*definitively* All right. Let us change and make our purchases.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:12 pm
:::Aimee finished changing first and walked around the store, picking up accessories, and a purse to match Cora's outfit.
When Cora finally steps out agian, Aimee leads her to the register and they pay for everything. When the damage is done, she's still left with a little over $20. This is to Aimee's approval, since Cora will need some new makeup to go in her new purse:::
:::The leave the store and head to the CVS on their way to meet back up with the boys:::
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:28 pm
*Aimee helped Cora pick out makeup that is reasonable, but that will last in the long run. After paying at the register, Cora and Aimee stroll through the mall. Aimee explains some of the stores and their purposes to Cora, the whole time realizing that Cora has a very limited knowledge of fashion, clothing, pop culture, and general everyday consumer knowledge ....*
*She keeps all this in mind, but says nothing. Aimee is content to lead Cora through the stores, playing tour guide to perfection. She gives Cora any information she asks for, without questioning as to why Cora does not know this herself.*
*They are walking by the food court, when Aimee's phone rings.*
*An chirpy island tune plays. Aimee picks up with a flourish.* "Bonjour. You've reached Aimee Whittaker's cell phone.... Hey, you!" *says to Cora* "It's Luke. .... Uh-huh..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:32 pm
:::Cora looks strangely at the little machine Aimee is talking into:::
A mobile cellular divice...
:::She says in awe under her breathe, then it clicked that Luke was on the other end. Cora, unawares of phone etiquite begins talking to Aimee as though she's not on her cell:::
Where are they? Can we meet back up with them now?
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:37 pm
*Aimee puts up a finger as she talks to Luke.* Uh-huh...... *She started to laugh.* Is there not one place that I can leave you two out in public to make a general spectacle? ...... Well that figures. .... Hmm?? Oh yeah! She's great! Oh, my God, wait until you see the creation we have-Well I shall withhold any information, so that you two can witness the magic for yourselves.. Yes. Yes, be very afraid.... Haha. Do you want to talk to her?? Yeah, she's right here!"
*Aimee handed the cell phone to Cora.* Here, girl. Luke wants to talk to you.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:41 pm
:::Cora's suddenly handed the phone and she lifts her hand to take it before her brain can catch up with her. Now she's holding this little thing inbetween her fingers, and she looks between it and Aimee:::
Uhm... :::Then again she remembers, Luke is on the other end of signal. She props it to her ear the way Aimee had it, but then slid it down so she could speak into it:::
Luke...? Are- are you there...?
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:48 pm
*over the phone* Hey! How you doin, babe?
*In Sears, Luke is a back section, away from where Max is paying for a small but reliable grill with the frat house funds.*
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:50 pm
:::She talking a bit more loudly than neccessary:::
I'm... I'm alright. I've spent all the money. I have a lot of things now.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:52 pm
*Luke jerks away from the phone.* Christ, babe. It's a cell phone not a ******** loudspeaker. Take it down a decible.
What did you get?
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:57 pm
:::Cora takes it down exactly one decible... which isn't much:::
I got a shirt, and a... a... :::She forgot what it was called::: A thing, that I wear on my abdomen. And uhm... jewelry and cosmetics.
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Posted: Wed Sep 13, 2006 8:59 pm
Cool. *Luke checks over his shoulder. Max is still busy at the counter.* From what Aimee told me, it sounds like you made it through without any cosmic disasters.
I'm staring at a bunch of TVs right now, and I don't see anything on the news.
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