Log; Ongoing

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WHO: Eli and Wanda
WHERE: the MAC, then some shopping place
WHEN: Backdated to Wednesday
SUMMARY: Wanda is going to help Eli shop because he is a fashion nightmare. Or at least fashion unpleasant dream.
WARNINGS: Nothing, really.
FORMAT: quick to the point to the point no faking

[Eli was kind of nervous about going shopping with Wanda, but he tried not to let it show. It was just not the sort of thing he did. Ever. Except maybe with his mom or something, and his mom never really criticized his fashion choices. Still, he had fun with Wanda and was looking forward to that part of it.

Which was why he was on time at the ground floor of the MAC to meet with Wanda, smiling when he saw her.]

Hey there!

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Oh, I'm soooo sorry my appearance was so unpleasant to look at before.

[Eli rolled his eyes, his tone letting her know that he was joking. He saw the change in her expression and turned toward her.]

Something wrong?

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[She crumpled the receipt, scowling back towards the doors at the saleswoman's hastily retreating figure.]

Nothing.

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[Eli frowned a bit, glanced back to where she was scowling.]

You sure?

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[This time, she didn't answer, instead ducking to slide into the cab.]

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[Eli slid in after her, leaning forward to speak to the cabbie.]

The nearest Five Guys, my man!

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[Wanda blinked, then grinned when she recognized the driver as the one who'd brought them here.]

I thought we might be seeing you again.

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[Eli gave her a confused look.]

How could you possibly think he would be here, it's been hours?

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[Wanda sighed and gave him a look -- silly peasant, don't you know to over-tip the help?]

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[Eli gave her a confused look back.]

What? Maybe he had to go off shift!

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Well, that's why I said might.

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[Eli shook his head.]

Let's just go get you your first hamburger.

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[She smiled, leaning back against the seat.]

An acceptable compromise.

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[He beamed at her.]

I'm glad you think so.