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[Shy Shay]

He nods slowly. "Y-yes, Bea." Wow. One side confident and hot, the other obediant and cute. "S-so, should we leave, or do you want to read up first?"

[muffinstud]

"I'll read a little first, if you don't mind. I wouldn't want to trip over something while I'm checking over stuff out there." She finds herself blushing again and she takes another step back. "Head out in an hour? You can grab me in my room." She steps back again, bumping against the door. She chuckles timidly and steps out into the hall before rushing to her room.

[Shy Shay]

Samuel nods slowly before going up and closing the door, and typing away, working on... whatever he was doing before hand.

Veronica would find the books quite informative. What clothing matches others, how colors match, when and when not to wear diamonds, skirts, pants, all sorts of stuff.

Oh, and how to properly put on a bra. That bit is very important.

[muffinstud]

Beatrice lets herself get into her reading. She makes mental notes on the colors and other things, but dismisses the more detailed sections about the skirts and more girly looking things. She even goes through the motions for putting on the bra, checking the book as she does.

An hour later, she is laying on her bed, sideways, with a hand on her hip. She's only trying to be comfy as she reads up on color scheme again, but her pose is rather alluring.

[Shy Shay]

Samuel knocks on the door. "Bea? I'm coming in..." He walks in. He blushes. "Ah... Bea... your pose..."

[muffinstud]

"Hmm?" Bea looks up and then back at herself. "Ugh, it's like everything I do becomes sexual." She closes the book and sits up before stretching. "I'm over it. If I look sexy while doing something, it's not my fault anymore." She stands up and heads over to Sam. "You ready to do this?"

[Shy Shay]

"Ah... yeah... after you." He waves her forward, clearly not in the lead right now. "You know the way..."

[muffinstud]

Beatrice nods and heads out of the bunker. She takes the butcher knife again just in case and heads out into the rubble. She looks over her shoulder to see if Sam is following.

[Shy Shay]

Sam is following, staring at the back of her head dreamily. He quickly turns whenever she looks back, however.

[muffinstud]

Bea frowns a little, but keeps her eyes ahead. "At least he's not looking at my butt," she mutters quietly. Soon enough, they encounter what remains of the mall, after they had to climb over some stuff that forced Bea to bend quite a bit.

[Shy Shay]

Samuel blushes heavily, and tries... but distincly fails... to not look at the attractive womens postier that was right in front of his face.

[muffinstud]

Bea is too caught up in climbing and going through strange motions around her chest to notice. She stops at the main entrance where one of those "You Are Here" signs hangs decrepitly on its post. "Okay, let's see..." She points her finger to a spot. "There. Lingerie store dead ahead."

[Shy Shay]

Sam looks at it. "Ah... do you want me to come in with you... or wait outside... or hold the bags?" He is clearly looking for a way to be usefull, not wanting to be left behind. Like a lost little puppy.

[muffinstud]

Bea gives him a look, then sighs, letting herself half smile. "Come on. I'll probably want a second opinion on something." She holds up a finger. "But no peeking, got it?" She heads forward through the abandoned shopping center. She only stops when she reaches the dreaded Victoria's Secret. "I never thought I'd shop in one of these, let alone for myself." She takes a deep breath and charges in, headed straight for the underwear.

[Shy Shay]

Sam just nods dumbly, and follows quickly. His eyes are taking everything in, showing his intellangce, but grapping nothing, showing his wisdome. "What... ah... what kind are you looking for?"