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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 7, 2006 2:08:46 GMT -5
Looking at the sales person Eric says "Excuse me but we have to get going." Then he looks back to Mike as he helps push the cart along faster. "We're gonna be late for my soccer game! come on! buy your stuff and lets go!" Eric sounds extremely annoyed with mike so the sales person thinks he sincere. After Eric pushes him out of earshot of the sales person and towards the cashiers "Mike pay and head for the car. I'm going to roam the store for a minute or two to cover our backs." Wtih that Eric starts to walk away.
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Post by dakota on Mar 9, 2006 20:30:23 GMT -5
Okay. Thanks Michael replied and headed for the registers as Eric ducked back through the store. He noticed a couple security guards prowling the front of the store, but no sign of his old running mates. As he wanders the aisles, he notices Mikey is still at the counter and appears to be having difficulty
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 10, 2006 2:58:26 GMT -5
Eric walks over to Mike "Hey whats up? you having some problems?" Eric looks up at the chashier "howdy ma'am is there a problem?"
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Post by dakota on Mar 10, 2006 5:22:23 GMT -5
" Yes, there is. This," holding Jason's credit card," is a corporate card. Unless you and your sickly looking friend can tell me why you have it, I'm calling security."
Mikey was trying sign language, but the cashier didn't understand. Too many people to fake talking. Someone would realize what I was doing
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 10, 2006 5:41:21 GMT -5
"It's my Dad's. He had to take a couple of calls so he had me come in and get some stuff for him. I was checking out the new video games and I forgot Dave was in line. I'm really sorry lady" (trust/ intidate 53/60%)
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Post by dakota on Mar 10, 2006 20:12:40 GMT -5
" Well...." The cashier thought about it for a long time, looking at the card. Evenually, she swiped it through the debit machie. The register spit out the slip and she held it out. " I will need to see some ID to go with the signature.
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 11, 2006 15:04:42 GMT -5
Eric looks at the lady blankly. "I'm only twelve years old I don't have an Id yet" Eric looks at her and waits for a reply
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Post by dakota on Mar 13, 2006 5:57:38 GMT -5
" In that case..." The cashier picked up her phone and called for the manager.
We're screwed Mikey's tone went flat.
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 13, 2006 14:17:24 GMT -5
In hushed tones Eric looks to Mikey "is there any way you can make her confound? Like blank her mind where she forgets what she was about to do?" Eric hopes Mike says yes, cause he's not going to like plan B
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Post by dakota on Mar 14, 2006 5:58:17 GMT -5
No, it doesn't work that way, but I can do something worse, but Jason will get mad if we steal this stuff, won't he? Mikey replied, glancing Eric as the cashier waited for the manager to pick up. " This will only take a minute" She stated.
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 14, 2006 8:38:21 GMT -5
Eric nodded to Mike "do it." Not knowing what mike is about to do he looks to the cashier to see what her reaction is.
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Post by dakota on Mar 15, 2006 5:46:12 GMT -5
Mikey closed his eyes for a moment, and everything electronic nearby went on the fritz. The cashier was dumbstruck as turned to look at the other cashier, who was experiencing the same thing. Go! I'll meet you at the car Michael directed, taking off towards the mall.
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 15, 2006 7:00:21 GMT -5
Eric grabbed the cart and took off heading of the nearest mall exit. Hoping the Jason was still at the car sp Eric could put everything in it was the only thing on his mind as he ran.
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Post by dakota on Mar 15, 2006 22:19:48 GMT -5
The store erupted into chaos as the two broke, but no one stopped Eric as he darted out the exit. Jason was seated on the hood of the car and hung up his phone when he saw Eric. " That was quick. Where's your partner?"
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Post by Jon / Bo on Mar 16, 2006 1:40:47 GMT -5
"He should be out in a minute" Eric said as he started loading the stuff into the car. *Please let mike be ok, please let mike be ok* Eric thought to himself as he loaded everything in and hopped into the front seat. "Sooooo..... how was your calls?" Eric said trying to make small talk as they waited for Mike.
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