To the shoe store

"Alright, this is the way." She said and took a breath before walking off. Even though she drew everyone's eyes, she ignored it as best she could.

Their first destination was a shoe store that she would normally never enter because it had astronomical prices. Jason marveled with his eyes wide open. He didn't even know the store, only women's shoes. Pumps, high heels, ballerinas, booties and boots. So for women with a shoe tic, it was paradise. He was even more amazed when he saw the prices.

"Oh man! Can you fly in those shoes?" He asked sarcastically.

"Something like that." Do you want to choose, or shall I?"

"Both of us will choose. I've got plenty of money." He said and grinned broadly. Monika also had to grin when she heard that and nodded. They moved through the store, with the staff keeping a constant eye on them. This became too much for Jason at some point, and then approached one of the sellers.

"I'd appreciate it if you didn't keep an eye on me all the time," he said in a friendly tone and presented his ID. The vendor flinched when he saw the ID.

"I'm sorry, I, ..., I shouldn't have ..." stammered the salesman.

"Yeah, yeah, thought I am the ruler of the world, all right. That slut back there is with me too, so let's look around in peace!" finished Jason. The salesman nodded vigorously and went off to inform his colleagues.

While Monika tried on different models after he identified himself, he walked through the store and just looked at the shoes. He had already decided to take all the shoes. At some point, he walked past Monika again, who was just wearing a pair of black high heels with a neat heel and red sole. When he saw this, a whistle slipped out of his mouth.

"You may keep those on!" He said right away.

"But they're a size too small." Monika complained.

"I don't care, you keep them on. Got it?" He insisted.

"Yes, I got it." She replied, getting a pitying look from the salesman.

Jason wanted to know how many pairs she had, Monika explained that she thought three were very nice and asked him to exchange the shoes she was wearing for some in her size.

"No, you keep those on, let's go to the checkout." Sticking to his guns, Jason headed to the register.

The clerk came right along and was about to start charging.

"Um, I want all the shoes they have," Jason said casually, and the clerk looked at him in irritation.

"Excuse me?"

"I purchase all the shoes in the store!" Jason repeated himself.

" You, you, ..., I'll have to check with the owner." Stammered the salesman.

"I'm already here!" another man joined in.

"So you want to buy all the stock I have?"

"Yes, I do, but I can have it all confiscated if you prefer." Replied Jason annoyed. He wanted to get some other things.

"No, it's not a problem, would you like us to deliver them?

"Jason answered, "Have them deliver it. The little one here will give them the contact details, and then they can get everything ready." Monika asked for a piece of paper and wrote down all the data on it.