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Journey Of Moments   2 of 8

Sven: Actually it does (pulling a card from his wallet) when it's the truth, here, you see it is true, (passing it to her) my name is Sven.
1st girl: (folding it once) I don't care, you jerk. (she throws it at him)
Sven: Yes, yes it does, you said before guys were creeps, but you called me a jerk, what makes me different?
1st girl: (Frustrated) How?... (stressed, she walks away)
Larena: Don't you even dare to follow us. (and she follows her friend)
After they turn the corner, Sven crouches down once, then up in partial pain looking at the card on the floor--
Sven: Whoa. I'm glad I'm never going to see them again. Now, unless there's someone with a gun in here (walking towards the guys washroom) I can get to what I was going to do in the first place... (walking awkwardly, about to push open the door) On second thought I'm so sure I want to go right now... (almost crossing his legs) Ah, yes I do (and he walks in). (As he enters the urinals automatically flush as they do) Fine, growl at me, I'll use a stall (and he goes into a "stall" to go to the washroom)

Next Sven is seen coming out of the washrooms with one last stretch of his leg. Then...
Sven: (to himself)There.
...he walks off through the mall to the right, scanning all around.

Eventually, with nothing to do he sits down on a bench. Then soon after, he notices a "young lady" walk into a nearby card shop. With nothing else to do, and after a quick glance around he follows in after her. He walks in and begins looking at the cards on the otherside of the shelf that she is on. He moves down, across from her slowly. Then, quickly, he turns around the lower end of the shelf to glance at the cards on her side; about to turn back, he is forced to turn back around towards her...
Girl: (offensively) What's the occasion?
Sven: Excuse me? (surprised)
Girl: What are you looking for? What kind of card? (almost suspiciously)
Sven: (after a brief pause) Uh, a greetings card.
Girl: Oh, you're not going to find any of those type of cards here, but if it makes you feel better, (reaching out her hand) you can have my bestest greeting (smurk).
Sven: (shaking her hand) Thank-you, and hello. What brings you here?
Girl: The usual, just looking for a birthday card.
Sven: Yes, I've been looking indecisively for awhile now, but I believe I'm going to find what I'm looking for in here.
Girl: Oh, how so? (corner eye look)
Sven: (mild smurk) Well,... (and someone steps up behind him; hence, he steps around the shelf after giving his regard to the unknown shopper's presence with a corner glance, ...if you wouldn't mind accompanying me out to the... (looking for the right word unsucessfully) to the area under the ceiling skylights (smile).
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