Although he'd been hoping that this would be it, that after three stores, they would be finished for the day, somewhere, deep down, Grant knew that was a false hope. That all three of these women seem to have an affinity for shopping does not begin to describe this particular situation. Any measure of hope he may have held out that this would be quick and relatively painless, however, has just been shot down, plummeting to the ground with a long, smoky trail following it to a rather messy end.

The youth looks first at Bette, then to Kory, and finally to Santana, his eyes wide, mouth open. "But...but I thought..." His dark eyes shift to Kory, his eyebrows lifted in confusion. "I...alright," he says, turning around, heading for the changing room, blowing out a short breath.

This is going to be a long day...