"Come on, Ryan," Sharpay called to her brother, who's arms held dozens of shopping bags and a variety of Christmas cards were set in his mouth.
"Comfing," Ryan replied, trying to catch his balance without tripping. Ahead of him, Sharpay strutted about, looking for a store worthy enough for her to buy Christmas gifts for, uh, herself.
Figures, Ryan thought, wincing. How did I ever let her talk me into coming to the mall with her? And it's not even Christmas yet. In fact, today is Halloween!
Abruptly, Sharpay stopped.
"Oh, my gosh, isn't this mirror fabulous?" She cried, rushing up to an antique mirror with a gold frame bordering its dusty surface. Ryan hardly glanced at the mirror, and nodded his approval.
"Fweah, Sharfpay, fabulous." He replied, losing the Christmas cards in his mouth at the last word.
"I must get this," Sharpay said as she hurried inside. Ryan sighed and put the Christmas cards in the bags. He was about to head inside when a bloodcurling scream pierced the air. Bystanders stopped and stared. Shopkeepers stepped out of their stores to complain. And Ryan froze as he recognized the voice.
"What do you mean it's not for sale?!?" Sharpay screamed again. Silence, and then "I don't care if Queen Elizabeth the Third used it or not, I must have it!" The shopkeeper's voice grew louder and louder, either from the anger Sharpay was giving the man or just to drown out Sharpay's protests, which were increasing in volume rapidly.
"Look," Sharpay said, trying to remain calm, "I have enough money to buy this entire mall. So unless you want to get sued by my Daddy, who just so happens to be one of the richest men in the world, I suggest you give the mirror to me at a reasonable price."
Three minutes later Sharpay walked out of the store and gave the mirror to Ryan, who grimaced at the sight of the large mirror.
Sharpay noticed Ryan's facial expression and felt a pang of sympathy. Darn this guilt! Sharpay cursed herself. Then she smiled sweetly at her brother.
"I think that will be all for today, Ryan." She said in a schoolgirl singsong voice. Ryan sent her a glare and weighed the mirror on his back.
I am not going to like this, He thought as they headed for their limo.