S is for Sparkle
As soon as Sarah opened the door, the light blinded him. "Well, come on; you're letting the heat out," she said, tugging him inside.
Like a magpie, Jareth adored shiny things (and Sarah, but that's a different matter). So, when his vision cleared enough- seeing her surrounded by a roomful of glinting and glistening objects, a beatific smile broke across his face. "What is this place?" he asked, voice full of wonder.
Sarah laughed and drew him deeper inside. "Swarovski- it's a crystal store."
He cocked a glamoured eyebrow in amused irony. "Crystals, huh?"
She smirked. "Not magical of course, but I know how you are about sparkly things…" She shrugged. "Look around."
He darted from case to case, peering at necklaces, rings, and figureings- all of which had been carefully crafted by Aboveground human hands. Then he saw it, a perfect pair of princess cut drop earrings. They would look magnificent on her (and combine two things he adored). Glancing up, he noticed that she was absorbed in a line of historical photos of Swarovski products.
He'd have to come back later and purchase them. But he couldn't just give them to her for no reason. There were no human holidays coming up and her birthday wasn't for a few months. Maybe he could take her to that musical play, the one where grown humans dressed like felines, and gift her with the earrings beforehand- to wear to it. Jareth pursed his lips considering the idea. Yes, that would work.
Smiling, he wandered over to her with the suggestion of lunch on his lips, while his mind planned out returning in a day or two.
"Find anything you like?" she asked wrapping her arm around his waist as they walked towards the door.
"Perhaps," he kissed her temple.
Disclaimer: Jareth and Sarah belong to Jim Henson and Co.