"Oh my God! Roger, I want that toy unicorn!" Mimi squealed.
"Whatever happened to 'I'm 19 and old for my age.'?"
"I just want the unicorn!!!!"
"Fine," groaned Roger as he and Mimi walked into the toy store, "I'll buy the stupid unicorn."
"You think the unicorn's stupid?!?!?!" She yelled, "I love the unicorn! And I hate you!!!" Within moments, Mimi had disappeared into the crowd of 4 year old children and their parents.
"Darn it…" thought Roger, "What's with her today...whatever, might as well look for her…"
About an hour later, Roger decided that Mimi must have gone back to the loft, because there were really only so many places she could be in New York City…Okay, there were a lot, but the truth was, he was tired of looking.
As he turned to walk home, trying to decide how he would apologize to Mimi for calling a stuffed animal unicorn stupid, he had an idea.
"I'M BUYING THE UNICORN!!!" He screamed.
Ignoring the many people staring at him, Roger ran back towards the toy store. When he got there, there was only one unicorn left.
"MIIIIINE!!!!" he said, diving towards it, only to crash to the ground as a four year old girl picked it up. "Noooooo!" he screamed, diving toward the little girl and her extremely shocked mother.
"Give my daughter that unicorn!" she yelled. "It's for her birthday tomorrow!"
"No way!" shouted Roger as he ran, "It's for my girlfriend!"
"I'm calling the police!" she yelled after him, "Creep!"
Roger payed for the unicorn, ran from a few police cars, and finally returned back to the loft, where he found Mimi sitting on the couch.
"Err, Mimi, I got that unicorn you wanted…" He said.
"No gift wrap?"
"What? Why?"
"Didn't I tell you? It's not for me! It's a birthday gift for my niece! She's turning six tomorrow!"
"Oh God..." thought Roger, "tomorrow's going to be a long day…"
