"I can't believe you have us out here doing this." Layla said. She'd been shaking her head ever since Starr had made that last phone call.
"What? I asked to have the day with you to myself to go Christmas shopping. And that's what we've been doing." That much is true. They'd spent the last three hours putting together the rest of the plan as everything began to fall into place. And that, it turned out, had involved a lot of shopping. So much so that Starr had had to make arrangements for the packages to be delivered back to the h hotel. There was no way the two of them were about to carry all that gear.
"Just how much of a limit did mommy and daddy put on your credit card?"
"Limit, did I say anything about a limit? " Starr answered.
Layla just rolled her eyes and took a moment to stop and look at the store display windows. "I wonder about you sometime girl." She muttered half under her breath. "Shopping ain't all you got us out here doing and you and me both know it."
Starr turned to look at the store window. They were the best part of shopping in Manhattan. She looked at the holiday confection and felt a thrill of feeling go through her. What was she feeling, the Christmas spirit? Starr grinned to herself. Maybe it was. Whatever it was, she was feeling good.
She wasn't afraid anymore, not even when his reflection came up behind her. Starr turned around and put out her hand. Polite, just like her momma had taught her. "Mr. Corinthos."
He took her hand and bowed over it slightly, like something out of an old movie. "Miss Manning. A pleasure to meet you."