Earning some submission points on the side.

The next day, I get up early to head to the mall to get the presents for my Mom. Its usually pretty busy, people buying last minute gifts before Christmas, so usually by going early, I guarantee myself enough time to both search, and buy presents.

This year, I have an added bonus of having a decent chunk of cash that Chloe provided me with over the last few weeks, as per her instructions.

Getting my gift for Mom is usually pretty easy, I normally get her some books at the book store in the Mall, as long as there is something there I think she'd like. One year I couldn't find anything though after hours, so I was stuck in the mall for most of the day checking other stores.

The nice thing about the bookstore is that its large enough that even though the mall gets busy, its not cramped like some stores get so I can casually stroll through it looking for books.

After a couple hours, I've gotten my gift for Mom, a new cookbook, and a **** mystery novel. After checking out, I resign myself to now having to get Anne's gift for Mom. She normally gets her a new dress, or a tasteful sweater, or the like. For Anne that's probably not too hard considering her and Mom are almost the same body type. Mom's a little older, and slightly more plump, but not so much so that Anne couldn't simply try clothes on first to see how it looks, leaving me at a bit of a disadvantage.

Either way, I head to one of the bigger clothes stores, and head in, making my way to the women's section. On the way, I spot an employee who looks like she's around my Mom's age. Similar build and height as well, if maybe slightly more attractive, in an objective sense. I try to nonchalantly see her employee nametag as I go by. Sharron.

I pull out my phone and pull up the nearby people list.

I'm very thankful that given the nearly 50 people on the list right now, there is only one Sharron. Sharron Bertolt. I add her in to the App, submission score: -55.

OK. Well, at the very least I can hopefully get a few points and a trait from her. Not that I have any permanent plans with her.

"Excuse me Ma'am, I'm looking to buy a gift for my Mom, and she's pretty similar to you in build, and I was hoping I could get your help to pick out the gift for her." I say to her as I approach.

She puts a shirt onto the rack before turning to face me, "I'm sorry sir, but I'm very busy, if you have any more immediate questions, please ask, but I don't have time to help you pick out a gift." She says, in an annoyed tone, clearly only using polite speech because she has to for the job.

I decide to push my luck, "Alright, no problem, if you're too busy, could you call your manager over to help me instead?"

She turns back around, with an annoyed look on her face, "There isn't any need for that. Give me a moment to put these last clothes on the rack and I'll help."

Bingo, I was only guessing, but my guess was that she was hoping to just finish this and take a break. If I hadn't already resigned myself to being a terrible human being, I'd feel really bad about depriving a retail worker of their break during holiday season, but I crossed way worse lines over the past few months, so this is child's play by comparison.

While I wait I decide I might as well check the app.

(Sharron Bertolt: +2SP, Score: -53)

Well, I thought that might work, but I wasn't sure, I suppose I technically got the upper hand on her and got some points as a result.

After she finishes putting the other clothes on the rack, she turns back around, "Alright, now you said you wanted help picking out a gift for your Mom." She quickly looks around, "Sure, that dress there, she'd love it." She says as she points to a clearance dress nearby, clearly not caring at all.

"Great, why don't you hold it up in front of yourself for me." I say.

She rolls her eyes, "Fine."

When she does, I purposefully let out a small chuckle, "I'm sorry, but I suppose I wasn't clear, it needs to fit, and look good." I say, "Not only would this dress clearly not fit, but I personally think it looks bad."

She clicks her tongue, clearly thinking I was just a man who knew nothing about clothes, and would buy it and leave her alone. "Alright, whats the budget?" She finally resigns.

"$50 give or take a bit." I reply, "And in case you forgot, I said her height and build are pretty similar to yours, hence why I asked you."

"Fine, give me a moment." She says, and she starts to look around a little bit.

I pop my phone out again and check it.

(Sharron Bertolt: +3SP, Score: -50)

Free traits are free traits I think to myself as I idly follow her moving between clothes racks.

New Trait Options!

Option A: SEX SELLS

The target will dress sluttier than normal at work, purposefully accentuating their sex appeal, in order to sell more product.

Option B: SERVICE WITH A SMILE

The target's attitude while at work becomes a cheerful demeanor.