Let’s Not Force It

As Grace and Wendy finished their shopping, they made their way to the entrance of the mall to checkout.

Unlike when they had arrived, they received the best treatment they never imagined from the staff.

"Are you feeling like a VIP?" Wendy whispered with a cheeky grin to Grace after they had finished checking out.

"Can you stop spewing nonsense for once?" Grace scolded, even though she was enjoying herself. 

It indeed felt good to be waited upon like they just did for them, with people making sure that they fulfill your every wish, but she wasn't as carried away as Wendy.

"What's nonsense about what I just said? Is it everyday you get someone to fawn over you like you own this shop? Tell me, when was the last time you enjoyed this kind of special treatment?"

"It still doesn't mean you should look like a peacock," Grace scolded as they handed over the bags to the cart attendant who lowered his head to suppress a laugh.