Cinder sat lounging at the makeshift bar the White Fang grunts had set up in their new base. As she lazily sipped a martini, she spotted Roman walking out of the male living quarters, dressed in his usual debonair outfit with a brilliant orange scarf wrapped around his neck.
"And where exactly are you going?" Cinder called out to him as he passed near her.
Roman stopped, glanced her way and spoke with a maniacal grin. "I have some Christmas shopping to do."
Cinder smiled at the thought of what shenanigans he would likely get up to. "I think I'll join you. I could use the entertainment.
"Well what did you expect?" Roman lazily pushed a cart down the aisle of a Vale-Mart, browsing through the pet section, occasionally picking up chew toys and fake mice. Cinder strolled along next to him, displeased with the lack of explosions and mayhem. "I said I had some shopping to do. Perry put together a secret Santa pool with some of his friends."
"I just didn't expect you to be shopping the standard way. I wanted mayhem." Cinder seemed to pout, but Roman was smart enough not to mention it. The last person to say they had seen Cinder pout had been roasted to a crisp.
"Did you not see those two teenagers fighting over the last iScroll 12? Besides, why shop like a psychopath when these prices are already a steal!" Roman pointed to a particular price tag marked down almost 80%.
Cinder groaned into her hand, ashamed to be seen with the dapper jokester. "Ugh. You are worse than that annoying blonde that's on the list." Roman gave her a confused look. "The one that blew up Junior's club a few months ago." Roman still seemed confused.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN MY CARD WAS DECLINED!?" An angry feminine voice echoed through the store, followed by a thin pillar of flame exploding into view near the check-out lanes.
"That one." Cinder smiled smugly as Roman 'Oh'ed with understanding. "You do what you like, I think I just found my entertainment for the night."