Fay had gotten into the hang of things, and couldn't stop throwing clothes into her cart to save her life. By the time she finally arrived at the underwear section, she was completely spent.
Her feet ached, and her head throbbed, but none of these minor inconveniences compared to the glee she felt.
"You're going to get underwear too?" Marilyn asked, as they made their way into the 'warm and cozy' stall.
Fay paused, and turned to face the older woman. "Okay you can't tell anybody this." She stretched out her pinkie, and waited for her to do the same. Marilyn was taken aback by the childishness at first, but then remembered she was dealing with someone who was so pure, and smiled. Projecting her own pinkie, they joined both fingers together.
"I won't." She nodded her head reassuringly.
