window shopping.

[zoink!THERIOT]

Take one look at Zoink- just one look- and you'll immediately know what he's like. Yes, that's right. You got it. Immature...and...how am I to say this...oh, yes- he's chaos on legs, folks. Chaos on legs, that’s correct. Zoink is a total klutz. He'll never admit it, though. It's probably because of his huge feet that make him trip.

So, someone like Zoink would have no business being on Rodeo Drive. He's out of money and doesn't have a job. So what was he doing there? He was window shopping- at least that's what people in the movies call it. His hands in his baggy jeans pocket, he roamed around, passing the huge billboards of hot girls in bikinis. He passed the well known candy shop that he used to go to every Sunday.

However, he stopped in front of one particular store that caught his attention. It was a prom dress shop. According to the huge sign above his mountain of hair, it was called Belle' Mode. There were tons of dresses in the window. They were all fitted onto some pale looking mannequins with no eyes. He blinked.

There were loads of different kinds. Red ones, purple ones- even one cut straight down the middle- showing some of the mannequin’s breast s as well. He couldn't help but stare at that one. It was just how Zoink was. He was a lady’s man of some sort.

He turned around. He saw a familiar face. "Hey," he said, nodding to them.

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[♫Aria Jamison♫]

Aria found herself on Rodeo Drive yet again, walking down the sidewalk casually, her heels once again clicking. She had on a wool mini skirt and boots, and a lowcut sweater. Not terribly lowcut, but enough to make her feel sexy. Her hair was curling, as usual, and glimmering red in the sunlight. Stupid red hair. But it was good, in a way, because it made her stand out.

Aria noticed a head of hair standing, ogling the mannequins of a dress shop window. She laughed out loud, knowing that it was typical of Zoink.

"Hey, Zoink," she said, hugging him impulsively. Aria always did things like that, because she was a very open person. She didnt' make enemies easily, thank goodness. Plus Zoink was off of the beaten path, and she admired that about him.

"So, what are you doing, other than ogling fake humans?" She raised one eyebrow, her mouth threatening to break into a smile.

[zoink!THERIOT]

The whole hug thing didn't really surprise Zoink that much, he had gotten used to Aria doing that all the time. He patted her on the back before letting her go. Ogling, that was a cool word. He decided to keep that in mind. He couldn't help but turn a slight color of pink- his petite nose started to as well. "Well, what do you expect?' he asked playfully. "I'm broke, no job- I'm window shopping, I guess." he shrugged.

His stomach growled. It was only 3:30, so he patted it slightly and tried to ignore the thunder in his stomach. His brown hair hung over his green florescent eyes. "Well, what are you doing here?" he asked, shaking his head. "You don't strike me as one of those types that shops here. No offense...or anything." he added with a grin. I'm definitely not saying I am, either."

He flipped his hair from his eyes so he could get a clear look at Aria. She was very pretty, he knew that much. It's not like he favored her or anything, though. They were pretty good friends. He wore his baggy jeans loosely on his waist and a band tee from a concert he had gone to. His eyes lingered over at that mannequin again for a brief moment. Her then set his eyes back on Aria.

He got bored easily. “Come on,” he nodded in the direction of the next store. “Join me in the art of window shopping.” He couldn’t help but smile. He shoved his hands into his pockets and kept walking- passing the candy stores and Abercrombie.

[occ-ick. Sorry. No museee.]

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[♫Aria Jamison♫]

Aria rolled her eyes. "I don't know, maybe ogling real humans? Don't you have a girlfriend or something?" She teased, poking him with one finger. Aria had always been a physical person, and boys were no exception. Especially Zoink. He didn't seem to mind her touching him.

"You should model," said Aria lightly, "Or have a Daddy like mine who pays the bills. But I am doing a movie soon, which will be fun," said Aria, waving to an acquaintance who was walking across the street. Ugh, it was Merry. Please, please let Merry not cross the street to talk to her. PLEASE. Aria and Merry had done a play together, where Merry had understudied Aria. And Merry was such a brown noser. Aria took Zoink's arm and dragged him into the next shop. "Come on, let's go in here."

"Anyway, I come to Rodeo Drive to browse or shop, occasionally, just not in these kinds of stores," said Aria, shifting her Dooney and Bourke purse to her other arm. Merry was walking faster as she neared the stop, and Aria flung herself into Zoink's arms and kissed his cheek, pretending to be in full liplock. From Merry's perspective it would look like they were kissing. Maybe that would keep Merry away. Aria just hoped that she didn't freak Zoink out too much.

((Sorry, I didn't realize that you had finished the post))