For Cheapen's prompt: Returning something at Victoria's Secret on the Puck Rachel drabble meme
Disclaimer: I don't own glee, the characters outlined below or in fact anything from Victoria's Secret.
She marches up to the counter, clears her throat once and then stands, patiently, waiting for the sales clerk to acknowledge her. She sighs as she hears the stores phone ring and the girl she is waiting to speak to leans down to pick it up before dealing with her.
She recognizes the blonde behind the counter as a Senior from McKinley that never quite made the Cheerios but still modeled herself in their image and barely restrains herself from rolling her eyes as the girl twirls some of her, admittedly shiny, hair around her finger.
Finally the blonde puts the phone down and in her most bored, whiny voice turns to Rachel, "Can I help you?"
Be cool Rachel, be nice.
"Well, first of all I fail to understand how you could possibly feel that it is acceptable to answer that phone before speaking to me, or without even a simple, polite acknowledgment. Clearly I have bothered myself to come all the way down here to speak to you in person, the least you could give me in return is some common courtesy."
She looks up expectantly at the girl, who is sort of nodding but mostly drooling over the guy hovering a few feet behind Rachel.
Rachel rolls her eyes again and lets out a puff of air in frustration, "Hey Blondie, yeah bimbo, I'm talking to you!" She almost shouts while snapping her fingers in front of the girls face. Well she may have perfect grammar and a vocabulary that many a post-grad would be proud of, but sometimes you just have to get down to their level, ya know?
She opens the bag she brought with her and slaps 2 flimsy bits of black lace onto the counter. "Okay, now that we've got that cleared up, I'd like to return this."
Finally Blondie strings together a sentence, "Uh, you can't, its like, worn and stuff."
"If by 'and stuff' you mean ripped in half, that is my point. This is clearly faulty and I'd like to return it."
Blondie swallows thickly, "Um, well..."
Rachel pipes up again, "If you feel that this simple request is beyond your remit, maybe you should call a manager?"
"But she's on lunch."
"No problem, I'll just wait here and tell all of your customers that Victoria's secret clearly wasn't an exciting sex life, since her bras can't even stand up to a little foreplay. I'm sure your manager will be very interested to know why her sales have dipped while you are in charge."
Now immediately behind her, Puck just laughs. He couldn't help himself from inching closer as she laid into that chick. They may have only been together a few months but he has certainly rubbed off on her and as Blondie rings the refund through he smirks, his girl is awesome, now he's got some new, free goodies to rip off her tonight!
Then he hears the brunette in front of him speak again, "Thank you, and by the way I must ask, what do you use on your hair?"
Yep, still the same old Berry underneath.