AN: Now our dear Éponine will go shopping!

Éponine and Grantaire sat on the sofa. Musichetta was speaking to Éponine. "If you want to impress guys, you should always do your best in terms of styling. Boys are on it. Apart from that, it is always good to be pretty. Imagine, you are invited somewhere and you have no suitable clothes. A disaster

Éponine raised an eyebrow and stared at her friend. Next to her sat on the armrest Grantaire with the same face expression. "I'm also a boy, aren't I?" He asked.

"Sure! Why not?"

"I do not care what a girl looks like. Otherwise, I wouldn't be friends with Éponine."

Éponine pushed him from the armrest. "But now honestly: accordig to me you can dress as you like. No boy wants a girl who wears Chanel but is a total bitch."

"Oh! 'Ponine, we have to go shopping!' Musichetta shrieked.

"And I thought you'd forgotten ..." Éponine murmured.

"But we have to buy new things for you! Enjolras will like that, believe me. "

"Can I accompany you?" Grantaire asked.

Éponine nodded. "Please!"

The three friends walked through the shopping streets of Paris. Musichetta always stopped at the store windows of Chanel, Gucci, Givenchy and Louis Vitton. When they arrived at a Dolce and Gabbana shop, Éponine also stopped. "Are we going in?" Musichetta asked.

In the store Éponine whispered, "That's all too expensive!"

Grantaire gave her a short, pink blouse with pineapple print. "This only costs 345 ."

"'Only'' is good."

"If we put our money together, we can pay it," said Grantaire.

"I've got 250 ." Musichetta told.

"I have 100 ," replied Éponine.

"Me too."

Musichetta looked at the eyewear collection. "They're beautiful, but a bit too expensive," she sighed.

Grantaire and Éponine went to the cash desk. The saleswoman grinned at the two sympathetically and was a bit surprised that they could pay the blouse. When they left the shop, Grantaire noticed: "Now we have 105 . I do not think we can afford more designers. "

"No problem! Then we just buy something from HM, "said Éponine. "One designer blouse is enough."

As they made their way to the next shop Éponine looked at her Dolce and Gabbana bag, which was printed with a large photo of models in dresses of the new collection. After trying on several dresses and skirts, she took a black, knee-length lace dress in the dressing-room at Musichetta's request. "That's sexy!" Musichetta shouted. "Isn't it Taire?"

Grantaire nodded. "Sorry I'm gawking at you so, but ... you look really hot!"

Éponine laughed. "But it's so little fabric!"

"Little fabric pleases the guys!"

"But Enjolras?"

"Guaranteed." Grantaire promised her.

"But I don't know if he would like it as much as you or Courfeyrac."

"I think so. He had never had a girlfriend and therefore - "

"Please what?" Éponine interrupted him.

"You won't believe it, but Apollo has never had a girlfriend and has never been in love."

"I do not understand that. He's so attractive! Other guys who don't look quite as good as him already had at least five girlfriends. "

"Courfeyrac had more." Musichetta grinned.

"I know, but I must admit that he looks good."

"Oh, you rebuffed Enj," commented Grantaire.

Éponine sulked. "No, I haven't! Enjolras is better. "

"Right. You made a good catch. I think Enjolras will not leave you as soon as Courfeyrac," said Grantaire.

"I hope so too."

Éponine bought the lace dress, a pink plate skirt, black kitten heels, and gold earrings. "Now you're ready for Enjolras!" Said Musichetta.