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Post by Tweedle Dum on Jan 20, 2008 23:37:19 GMT -5
Eran looked around as Cal stopped the car, just about to ask him where they were, her mouth stayed open as he offered her Chanel clothes. "I would love to go now!" For someone who had known Eran a while, to see her like this they might have thought she was ill. "Are you sure you don't mind?" she asked, even though she was dying to see the new lines as it had been almost a year since she'd been able to shop in upper New York.
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Post by .::.KiKi.::. on Jan 20, 2008 23:47:58 GMT -5
"I have money, Ms Alexander, do you really think I mind?" he asked teasingly, smirking at her as he pulled the car away from the curb again, driving towards the Chanel store now.
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Post by Tweedle Dum on Jan 21, 2008 4:55:29 GMT -5
Eran found it slightly insulting that he teased her about his money, but she would get him back. She would find the most expensive dress and get him o buy it. "Well if you insist Mr Marshall." Eran said ever so sweetly.
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Post by .::.KiKi.::. on Jan 21, 2008 5:27:15 GMT -5
Cal nodded at her slightly, driving in silence until he reached the parking lot near the Chanel store. He parked his car and climbed out, waiting for Eran.
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Post by Tweedle Dum on Jan 28, 2008 0:41:17 GMT -5
Eran gracefully slipped one leg out of the car after another. She shut the door and looked to the Chanel store. It was just as she remembered it and yet she couldn't remember the last time she had been inside it. Seemingly forgetting about Cal for the moment Eran waltzed inside like she used to; like she owned the place.
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Post by .::.KiKi.::. on Feb 1, 2008 1:36:32 GMT -5
Cal smirked, shaking his head at Eran's better-then-thou attitude, before following after her casually, one hand in his pants pocket. "Evening, Mr Marshall." the doorman said, giving the CEO a polite nod. Cal returned this, giving him a smile. He looked at Eran, taking his hand out his pocket and opening his arms slightly "Browse to your hearts content, Miss Alexander."
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