Chapter 4. Ms. Claus. Hope you all had a nice Christmas for those who celebrate it.
On the next day, Connor comes to Buffy's office. He notices that she changed the Mr. Claus door label to Ms. Claus. Then he enters her office, giving her a funny look. She immediately looks at his face and knows exactly what he is referring to.
"Do you like it?" asks Buffy with a smile.
"Did your dad see it?" asks Connor.
"I'm hoping on it." Connor laughs.
"I guess you told him yesterday."
"I'm not going to let some grumpy old Santa ruin my Christmas."
"Well, I'm here to give you an update. From the toys that you got yesterday, they all were wrapped and ready to go in the bag."
"Wow, you guys work fast."
"That's what we do best."
"Well, another round at the mall. Where's today's list?"
"Umm, no stragglers today. The non listers are done."
"Are you kidding?"
"For the first time I am not."
"Does this mean that I have the day off?"
"Yes."
"Yeah." Buffy jumps with joy. "I want to go shopping, with you."
"Umm, no, I can't."
"Yes, you can. I'm your boss. You have the day off." Buffy smiles and grabs her coat.
"Okay, only for a little while."
"This is going to be fun."
When they arrive at the mall, Connor is amazed at the pretty decorations all around. He has never been outside the North Pole and has always wondered what the rest of the world was like.
"I want to get gifts for the elves," says Buffy. "They work so hard during the whole year. They deserve something and since you know them so well, you can help me out."
"Okay, but I'm really not good at picking out anything," says Connor.
"Don't worry. You'll do fine." Buffy grabs him by the arm and they enter the department store she was in yesterday. One of the co-workers spots her and quickly heads over to his boss to tell him that the girl with the big purchases has returned. The co-worker leads his boss to her and points her out.
"Whoa," says the boss. "You weren't kidding, she is hot." The co-worker looks at his boss. Then the boss fixes himself and walks over to her. "Good afternoon, welcome to Harris department store. Is there anything I can help you with?" Buffy turns to the guy and her eyes light up at his sight.
"No, thanks," replies Connor.
"Weren't you here yesterday?" The boss asks the woman.
"Yes," replies Buffy finally speaking. "I'm Buffy."
"Alexander Harris. I own the store."
"Oh." Connor doesn't like how the guy is looking at Buffy and how Buffy is looking at the guy. "Your workers helped me a lot. I had a lot to do and they were kind enough to take my stuff to my car."
"Well, we're here to serve our costumers with the utmost courtesy."
"I can see that." Connor coughs. "Oh, this is my friend Connor."
"Hi, nice to meet you," says Alexander as he extends his hand to him. Connor shakes it. "If you need any help, don't hesitate to ask."
"Okay, thanks," says Buffy. Connor rolls his eyes and pulls Buffy away from the aisle. "Wasn't he sweet?"
"Yeah, right," says Connor.
"So, what is it that the elves want?"
"I really haven't the slightest idea."
"Come on, you know them well. There has got to be something that they want."
"Well, I overheard Willow talking to Oz. She was telling him what she wanted for Christmas. She said that she wanted some vanilla scented thing, but she also said that she wanted this face crème and had said that all the girls really wanted it, too."
"A face crème? What kind?"
"I think she said something like a moisturizer that helps keep the face not so dry because of the weather."
"Oh, I have one of those. Then I'll get that. There are 130 girls, correct?"
"Um, yeah." Buffy pulls Connor over to the boutiques, where they sell the face crèmes.
"Hello, how may I help you?" asks the lady at the counter.
"Hi, we're looking for a face crème that is a moisturizer and that fares well in cold weather."
"Oh, well we have this one in particular that does wonders to the skin. It's not greasy at all. What type of skin do you have?"
"Oh, it's not for me. Do you have a crème for all types of skins?"
"Yes, we do."
"That's great. I'll take 130 of them please." Buffy pulls out her credit card. The woman looks at her like if she had grown a second head.
"Did you say 130?"
"Yes."
"Sure, one moment please." The woman goes over to her phone and calls someone.
Meanwhile in the control room of the store, Xander and the security guy watch the cameras.
"Hey, Harris," calls the security guy. "Is that her?"
"Yeah," replies Xander.
"She's pretty hot."
"Tell me about it." A phone rings and Xander picks it up. "Hello."
"Mr. Harris, there is a woman here who wants 130 face crèmes," says the woman.
"That's okay, Cordy. I'll take care of that. Give her the recipe and tell her she can pick it up after her shopping."
"Okay." Cordy hangs up and does as she is told. She charges her $6,500.00. Buffy hands her the card and Cordy is surprised that it went through. She then hands her the recipe and the card back. "Thank you for shopping here. Have a nice day and happy holidays."
"Thank you." Buffy and Connor leave the counter. "So, what about the boys?" Connor rolls his eyes and then smiles at her.
"I think they need boats," replies Connor. "I've seen some with very old boats."
"Boats it is." Buffy pulls Connor over to the shoe section. "Hmmm. What kind?"
"Maybe these ones." Connor points out a pair. "They have them in two colors."
"Oh, what about their sizes?"
"That's a tough one."
"Hmmm. How about a little magic to figure it out?"
"Can you do it?"
"Never tried, but if daddy can do it, so can I."
"Alright, give it shot." Buffy concentrates, so that she can find out the sizes of the male elves shoes. A bright light comes from her purse. She opens it and sees a list.
"A list of the elves and their shoe sizes. It's perfect." Buffy then calls over a person that works in the shoe section and she reads off her list. The person is in shock when she tells her that she wanted 130 shoes and all the different sizes that she wanted.
Suddenly, Connor's cell phone rings. He picks it up and tires to calm down the person on the other line. Connor nods his head.
"Alright, I'll be there right away," says Connor.
"What happened?"
"Nothing to worry about."
"Connor."
"A little accident at the work shop and if I don't get over there before your father does, he'll have my head."
"Well, then go, but you didn't tell me what you wanted for Christmas?"
"I'm sure you'll figure something out." Connor kisses Buffy on the cheek and heads out of the store. She turns around and is surprised by Xander.
"Hi," says Xander. "Guess your boyfriend abandoned you."
"Who? Connor? Oh no. He's not my boyfriend."
"Well, it looks like you need some help."
"A little I guess."
"Mind if I help?"
"Not at all."