30 Days Of Graybat

Day 8: Shopping

Dick let out yet another annoyed huff before turning to his best friend. "Bruce is the most impossible guy to but for. He owns everything!"

"The many struggles of being a billionaire," Barbara said. She took another sip of her lemonade and scannned the nearby stores. "What about in there?" Babs pointed to what looked like a high class store for men.

"Maybe we'll find something...."

"That's the attitude I'm looking for!" Barbara yelled as she marched into the store, Dick following close behind.

Expensive suits, shoes, sunglasses lined the walls of the store. Two woman stood at the counter, both staring at Dick and Babs.

"Hello. How may I help you two?" The first cashier asked.

"I'm looking for a present for my dad. His birthday is coming up."

The second cashier glared. "This is a very expensive store, you might want to look for a present somewhere else."

"Are you turning away a possible customer because you think they can't afford what this store sells? Trust me, money is not the issue here." Barbara said.

"Alright then, take your time," The first cashier said.

Dick walked around the store looking at the many items.

He has that. He has that. He has that. He has two of those.

Dick was just about ready to admit defeat when Barbara poked him on the shoulder. Dick turned around; she was holding a box with a black watch in it. The numbers on it were gold.

"Would this work?" Barbara asked.

"It's perfect! You're the best Babs, you know that right?"

"Yeah I know I am. Just hurry up and pay you still owe me a cinnamon soft pretzel for agreeing to help you find a present for Bruce." Barbara grinned.

Dick paid for the watch (enjoying the flabbergasted look of the rude cashier a little too much as he payed with his credit card.) and left with Babs.

They sat in the food court eating their pretzels and enjoying the warmth of friendship together.