I'm in a glass case of emotion!

So I know you're all dying to know how it went meeting Redlaw. She was awesome, as if you expected anything less. We met up late Saturday afternoon and went shopping, of course. How can we pass up a mall?

So, Redlaw found something that she just had to get for Metamorphose, and I found something that I just had to get for Jolene. It practically jumped into my hands. After a walk-through of the mall, we went to Garfield's restaurant, which is in the mall. Garfield's covers its tables in paper so that customers can color on it while waiting for food. So, our waiter comes up to the table, grabs two crayons and says, "I have to do our routine," which was to write his name on the table. Then, as if we couldn't read it, he says, "My name is Tony." I leaned my head back and sighed deeply. "Of course it is," I said. "Why wouldn't it be?" Then he didn't look at me for the rest of the meal.

Redlaw and I then went to Target to get munchies. Because who doesn't want munchies, right? She found a couple movies that she'd been wanting, and after purchasing them and the required chips and chocolate, we headed back to the motel. My aunt, who runs the motel, let us borrow her DVD player, so we watched Bridget Jones's Diary. It was excellent.

Oh, Redlaw also got to talk with Kristen on the phone, and about 15 minutes later, I got to talk to Metamorphose on the phone. It was fun.

Sunday was filled with Pier One Imports, Borders, Target, and lunch at Perkins. At Borders, I was sucked into their Buy 2, Get 1 Free deal. I ended up getting The Zombie Survival Guide (for my cousin, Justin, who wants to make films about zombies), Dogs of Babel, and The Man Who Loved Jane Austen. There wasn't much to choose from, unlike the selection for the Buy 3, Get 1 Free deal. Bastards.

At Perkins, our waiter kept flirting with us, but in a weird way. Like, he told us that he was going to be our waiter, then goes, "Is that okay?" We're like, yeah. He goes, "Are you sure?" *wink* It was weird. Then he kept coming back and saying things really quickly. We'd nod and smile, then look at each other like, "What did he just say?" Oh, and while Redlaw was in the restroom, I overheard a group of guys behind me quoting the new Will Ferrell movie and giggling excitedly. And by quoting, I mean word for word, including the part where old Will stabs himself and screams. It made me wish for a cute, funny-movie quoting boy of my own.

Then the day, and visit, was over too quickly. Redlaw (which I did almost call her one time) had another 10-hour drive in front of her. I was sad to see her go, but I had a great time. Plus, we quoted movies about a million times, and you don't find that with just anyone.