Half an hour later, after we had our food, we partly force and partly remind them that they lost their bet, we walk to the Manhattan Mall. It takes seven-eight minutes to reach the mall from the arcade.
For another hour, we shop non-stop as guys hold our bags. We see, grab, fight with other ladies for purses, shoes, clothes, pieces of jewellery’, ad etc while the guys try to handle us.
"Shopping sucks." Xerxes whines, unable to hold the shopping bags belonging to Destiny.
"No, it doesn't." Destiny swats her hand on his arm. "It's therapeutic," Aly calls out. "...exactly," Destiny says, smacking once again on his arm.
"Oww, Tiny ... Stop doing that."
"Then stop being a whining baby and my name is Destiny and not tiny." She states. Xerxes rolls his eyes while the rest of us chuckle.
