Who: Kilroy, May
What: Kilroy meets a real, honest to god, Arabian princess
Where: Department store
When: Wednesday afternoonish!
"I said- I SAID did you get that...did you get that THING. DID YOU GET THAT THING I SENT YOU?" Kilroy was yelling into his cellphone in the middle of the men's wear department, holding up a black and gray tie. He paused, nodding as the person on the other line spoke. "No. I don't think it sounded like him at all either. Maybe I need to gain some wei-"
Kilroy trailed off as he noticed a figure across the way walking toward the woman's department. It couldn't be. There was no way. Yet, he needed to see just in case. "I got to go. No I have to- yes. Yes. Okay. No you hang up. No. You actually. Need to-" The Mad Hatter snapped his phone shut and stuck it into his blazer pocket before moving slowly towards the women's department. With the tie he picked out still in hand, Kilroy caught sight of her "This is Why I'm Hot" shirt that proved it was who he thought and made a noise that sounded like a mix between a sigh of relief and a groan.
What was she doing still in New York if she wasn't with him? Didn't she get his message(s)? Didn't she know he would have been happy if they just talked? Even if it consisted of a few words? "God this is getting pathetic and ridiculous. All rolled into one-" Kilroy murmured to the Asian woman next to him and then shouted at the top of his lungs, "MAY!" before diving behind a watch display.