For Disclamer and Authors note, see chapter 1
Chapter 8
The exploration of the Trinites' planet was done and dusted, and now the sgc personnel had the weekend off, starting with the Friday afternoon. The men of SG-1 had agreed to the barbeque, which led to, Janet dragging Sam along to the mall to find some outfits to wear.
Janet and Sam pulled into the parking lot and gracefully got out of the car.
"What was that music?" Sam asked, referring to the music that was on the cd player in the car.
"Pink. She's one of Cassie's favourite singers."
"Pink, huh? Times sure have changed since I was a kid."
"Yep, but I have to admit it is one of her cds that I prefer. You don't want to hear some of the other music she listens to."
"When did we do it, Janet?"
"Do what?"
"Get old. I mean, listen to us; we're complaining about modern music!"
Janet laughed. "I don't know, but we aren't not too old for some fun, just yet."
Janet led Sam into the mall and straight away headed over to a sweet little dress shop.
Sam's eyes grew four times wider when she saw the price tags. "Janet, I don't think we should spend this much on a dress."
"Come on, Sam, we work hard enough. We have the money for it, why don't we treat ourselves for once. After all, we don't have to buy an outfit from here. Just take a dress you like and try it on."
Sam started to look through the racks, turning her nose up at every dress. It was too frilly, too flowery, too bright, et cetera, etc She turned up her nose, that is, until she found a nice aqua-coloured dress. It had a bodice top and an asymmetric hem with small glittering rhinestones. Sam was in awe.
"Janet, I think I found something," Sam said, still absorbed in the dress.
Janet paused from looking at a light pink halter neck dress and looked round to see what Sam had seen. Immediately, she put down her choice back on the rack and walked over to Sam.
"Sam that's gorgeous, try it on."
"Ok."
Sam emerged 5 minutes later with the dress on, looking slightly nervous.
"So what do you think?"
"You look beautiful! Oh Sam, you have to buy it!"
"You know… I think I will. Could you just take a look at the label for me and tell me how much it is?"
"Yeah sure." Janet said as she moved round to the back of Sam. "Erm... $125."
"Hmm, it's a lot for a dress, but then it is gorgeous! I think I will buy it."
"Good. Listen, why don't you take it off, and I'll pay for it, while you look out for something you think I will like. You can pay me back during the week."
"Ok, then." Sam responded as she stepped back into the changing room.
A few minutes passed and then Sam passed Janet the dress over the top of the door.
Grabbing hold of the dress delicately, Janet took it over to the cashier, who took the dress and swiped the tag.
"That'll be $350, please."
Janet dug into her wallet for her card.
"It's a lot of money, but this dress is gorgeous. Good choice," said the cashier, admiring the dress before packing it neatly into a bag.
"They're… I mean, she's worth it. It's a present for a good friend of mine."
"She's lucky to have you," the cashier said, swiping the card through the machine.
"Actually, you don't happen to have some scissors do you? I am going to give it to her soon, and I don't want to let on how much I spent."
"Sure thing, ma'am."