Whether You're Old, Young, Or Tall, You Can Find It All At the Mall!
It was only with great reluctance the Ali and Hans had allowed themselves to be dragged to the mall. Of the pair, one found malls to be horrible and banal, and the other was a grouchy German with slowly developing social skills from a time before malls were invented. But the girls simply had to have some sort of My Little Pony.
Hans did not, in point of fact, know what that was (other than not being an actual pony), but what he did know was that the girls had claimed that they would simply die without them. So he and Ali had rather reluctantly agreed to take them. Especially since it was necessary (albeit still early yet) to do an amount of shopping for the nursery. Any baby required many things, and two babies required at least twice as much.
Which brings us to Hans staring at the mall directory with a look of intense concentration. "All right," he says, "we are... here. But where is here?"
Hans did not, in point of fact, know what that was (other than not being an actual pony), but what he did know was that the girls had claimed that they would simply die without them. So he and Ali had rather reluctantly agreed to take them. Especially since it was necessary (albeit still early yet) to do an amount of shopping for the nursery. Any baby required many things, and two babies required at least twice as much.
Which brings us to Hans staring at the mall directory with a look of intense concentration. "All right," he says, "we are... here. But where is here?"