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“No, that wasn’t directed at you,” I said.
She wasn’t entirely satisfied by that response, but she nodded, nonetheless.
“The optometrist’s is up here,” she said, nodding toward the end of the block.
I followed her down the block and into a shop that looked so expensive, I felt like I should walk back out.
Kayla, however, walked in like the she owned the place, and a man dressed in an impeccable suit met her halfway.
“This way, ladies,” he said, ushering us to a small table. “I’ve selected a range of frames for you to choose from, but please let me know if you want to look at anything else.”
“Thank you. I’ll let you know if we need anything else,” Kayla said.
“I can’t decide,” I said about thirty minutes later. I looked at the three frames I had narrowed in on.
“Sir,” said Kayla, gesturing to the man who was hovering at a close but respectful distance, “we’ll take all three.”
“Wait. I…”
I started to speak, then cut off and shrugged.
What the hell.
Kayla flashed a quick smile.
“These will be done in a couple of hours,” the optometrist said.
“A couple of hours,” I said to her as we left the shop. “I usually have to wait weeks.”
“Well, neither Mr. Petrosyan is that patient,” she said.
I laughed.
“I suppose they’re not,” I said.
“The clothing shops are up here. Feel free to choose whatever you like,” she said.
She stopped and pulled open one door, then ushered me in.
One of the men who had been our perpetual shadow took the door from her, and then she followed.
She stood off in a corner, and I decided to leave her there.
I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, and in truth, I was a little bit anxious.
Shopping had never been a favorite activity of mine, and looking at the store, I didn’t think this experience would be much better. I never went to places like this, ones that seemed to have more employees and shelves than actual clothing.
I went through, grabbing a couple of items, trying to focus on what looked most comfortable, though with all the silk, satin, and cashmere in here, I wasn’t the best judge.
I also made the mistake of looking at the price on one of the sweaters.
I almost gasped out loud, but then shrugged.
Davit could afford it.
“I’m going to the changing room,” I said to Kayla.
“Please let me know if you need any assistance,” she said.
