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Too Scared

Ariel chuckles and nods. "Well I like surprises, so that will work." Hearing Trey wouldn't need a ride, she wonders what he was working out, but she wouldn't ask. If he didn't need a ride, it might be better anyway. "Okay, whatever works."

Finished with her pizza, she its back and sets a hand on her stomach. "I am... stuffed." She sighs with content. "I don't think I'm going to need supper tonight."


Spinning around too fast, Hunter loses one of the bags of chips he'd just picked up. It takes him just a moment to realize who it is, and his cheeks flush slightly. "Trouble?" He recovers quickly, tossing a bag back onto the rather sad looking pyramid. "This isn't trouble. This is... uh... recreation... yes." He nods, bending to pick up another bag. "See? Exercise. Corn chip bowling. Knock 'em down then pick 'em up. Guys here don't like it very much, but it passes the time rather well."

He leans on his shopping cart while setting his other hand on hips hip in a mock display of confidence. Of course, it's right then that the clerk decides to show up. 

Seeing Katie stumble over her words, a smile spreads on Hunter's face. "What she's trying to say is, we're just doing our best to clean up this mess that somehow appeared out of nowhere. I mean, go figure. Poof. Chips on the floor." 

He hands a bag to the clerk. "Unfortunately, we have shopping to do. So sorry we can't stick around. Thank you for your help. You're doing a fine job." 

Steering his cart away from the mess, he reaches over and pulls Katie's cart along with him several aisles down. "Come along, dear. Let's not dawdle." 

Only when out of sight and earshot of the clerk does Hunter start laughing. Looking at Katie, he shakes his head and takes a deep breath, composing himself. "Dang you sure got some timing, woman. First time I'm drunk. Second time I'm making a mess. Maybe the third time will be the charm." He cocks his head, still grinning. "But something tells me you're not the type to go for charm. I might be too scared to try that anyway, come to think of it."

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