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"May I get it?" she asked in a tremulous voice.
"Of course! We're getting the shoes and bag as well," Yuyu added matter-of-factly before pushing more items into her changing room.
She spent an hour trying different Chanel dresses and two-piece sets, eventually buying all of them. When the time came for Yuyu to swipe her credit card, Noelle winced as she saw the number on the till.
Yet Yuyu said nothing, merely gushing about the pieces Noelle had chosen.
"I have more places to show you," she said enthusiastically before asking someone to keep their purchases until they finished their shopping.
They went to a few more clothing stores, and Noelle picked a couple more flattering items.
"I think this is quite enough, Yuyu. I only meant to get a couple of things, but now I have an entire wardrobe."
"And is it such a bad thing? Clothes are for you to feel good about yourself, Noelle. Don't let anyone choose for you. I know Elena wasn't the best at respecting your boundaries, but don't think that everyone is the same as her. If you like something, we're getting it."
"How come my mother was never so free with money? I've always been on a strict allowance."
Yuyu pursed her lips.
"Elena is…something else. Don't mind her too much."
Noelle nodded, noticing once more that despite their conflict, Yuyu didn't say a bad thing about her mother.
"Let's get you a watch, too," Yuyu declared, stopping in front of the map for the department store. Tracing the locations with her finger, she finally found what she was looking for, somewhere on the third floor.
As she started in that direction, Noelle followed closely behind. She didn't think she needed a watch, but she supposed a pretty one wouldn't hurt.
Yet just as they reached the third floor, a loud scream permeated the air.
Noelle startled, while Yuyu simply tensed.
"What do you mean I can't return it? Can't you see it's scuffed?"
"I'm sorry ma'am, but this no longer has the tags on it, so we cannot proceed with a refund as we cannot ascertain that the shoes have not been worn."
"What are you insinuating? That I'd wear the shoes and bring them back when I scuff them?" the woman yelled in outrage.
"I'll never understand those types of people," Yuyu shook her head. "It doesn't cost you anything to be a nice human being. Especially towards those in the service industry."
"Aren't return rules known? I am aware you can't return anything if you remove the tags. Especially for luxury items…"
"You're right. But that doesn't mean some people will not try to get away with it. You think they don't know what they're doing?"
As they were watching the scene unfold, Yuyu's phone rang.
"Excuse me for a moment," she nodded at Noelle as she took a step back to answer the phone.
Noelle didn't mind being left on her own too much as she was a little too curious about the display in front of her.
Was it bad of her to admit she liked chaos? Of course, not of her own making. She just liked to witness it and watch the fallout. But then she'd always liked to be an observer. She particularly liked to observe people at their worst, curious to see the choices they made.
Maybe this was a by-product of what had happened with Ann-Marie. Or maybe, it was simply her own morbid curiosity and the fact that, deep down, something was seriously wrong with her.
The woman continued to scream at the lady at the register, and Noelle walked slowly towards the entrance of the shop, getting inside and pretending to look around while covertly watching the situation unfold.
Would the lady succeed and get her refund? Or would the lady at the register call security?
If it were Noelle, she would have called security from the first moment the woman had yelled at her. That was no way for someone to behave, especially in society. Yuyu was right that those types of people were the worst. Yet the sad reality was that they rarely got their comeuppance, perpetuating the idea that they could get away with anything.
