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Ariande

"...and here is our latest product from Hermés Birkin." The attendant smiled, showing me to the encased designer bag.

"Oh my gosh!" Jeremy chortled behind me.

"I want it..."

"I paid for it!" A voice interrupted. I turned to look at this intruder and alas, she was almost in rivalry with me in the aspect of fashion savviness.

"I own it." She flashed her invoice.

"I'm so sorry," the attendant panted. "I had no idea it is off sale."

I scoffed. What the hell!

"Hey! Are you new here or what? You don't know how things work?" Jeremy snapped.

"I'm so sorry." She continued to beg.

"Well..." The lady cleared her throat, walked past me and carefully took the bag out of its closet.

"I want this bag..." I voiced my thought, wildly irritated by her condescending behavior, she was too full of herself so I needed to put her in her place.

"What? For the record I just got it and I own it now." She pouted.

"Let me have the invoice."

"Fine, if you really wanna see..." she gave a haughty shrug.

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