August grinned. "That's generous of you. When I was a kid my dad never used to let me give money to homeless people. Now I try to when I can, but sometimes all I've got on me are my credits. Imagine giving my AmEx to a random guy on the street," she said, cracking up a little bit.

Christa laughed. "Oh dear, I could see it, but it would not be pretty." she laughed.

August laughed. "That's for sure. I'd never hear the end of it! Also my AmEx is my baby," she joked. "If I were to give away one of my credit cards, and I'm not saying I ever would," she paused, for dramatic effect. "It would probably be my Visa."

Christa laughed. "Ugh, this place makes me nauseous." she said, pretending to barf. "Look at this!" she said, grabbing a top that looked like a dog barfed on it.

August burst out laughing, laughing quiet enough that the whole store didn't turn to look but it was clear she was laughing hard. "Oh dear god, who actually wears these things?" She said, pulling out a pair of sequined black shorts that were so loose you couldn't tell if they were a skirt or shorts.

Christa bit her lip, to stop herself from laughing. "Oh, god. Even I can't pull that off, and I can pull off a lot of things." she said.