On my way to meet mommy for dinner at Red Robin, I passed by Hot Topic. That annoying chick was there. I was hoping she wouldn't look up as I passed by ... Of course she did. She jokingly pantomimed attitude about her usual complaint that I'm supposedly at the mall everyday and I stuck my tongue out at her.
Jazz wasn't working. Boo. Bleu Ribbon Burger and Freckled Lemonade for me. Mental note: They have Happy Hour.
Later, carrying my fries to go - of which the waiter named Derek generously gave me two refills - and my Freckled Lemonade to go, I had to pass by Hot Topic again. That annoying chick pantomimed attitude again and I answered back with making fun of her body language with diva embellishment. She laughed. Uh oh. This is starting to look like a typical, predictable boy-meets-girl teen drama.
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