No

"Um.... no.... no, not at all." Sam stammers out as Emma dumps her shirt and shoes into the trolley as well, before pushing it away from him.

Sam continues to follow her around, trying not to be too distracted by the fact he's shopping with a woman in her bra. She seems to be completely oblivious to several of the looks they get as they wander the rest of the shop, especially from some of the male customers.

Finally they reach the checkout and a rather pretty shop assistant serves them, talking with Emma in French for the most part and leaving Sam unable to understand a lot of the conversation.

Seeing Sam's blank look Emma shoots him a grin. "She likes my bra." She says, "but unfortunately isn't willing to take it as payment for the shopping."

Sam's jaw drops to the floor again. "You're flirting with her?" He asks in surprise.

Emma giggles and hands the shop keeper the money, and the shop keeper in turn hands her a slip of paper. "Only a little." She says with a smile, handing the paper to Sam.

He looks down at it, clearly a phone number written there.

"She said there's a new bar open in town and has suggested we try it later." Emma explains, before thanking the shop assistant and pushing the trolley back out towards the car.

"Wouldn't Mike um, disapprove of that too?" Sam finally asks as they reach the car.

Emma sighs. "He disapproves of most things." She tells him, helping him load the shopping into the boot of the car, and her shirt and shoes onto the back seat. "At least we've got time to catch some sun on the way back."

Sam is about to ask what she means, but isn't given a chance as her jeans are instantly off and on the back seat with her other clothing before she collapses into the passenger seat. "What?"

Emma looks at him pleadingly. "C'mon, I'll have to spend most of the holiday covered up. Let me have a little fun. You can even join me if you like."