Snow shrugged to herself as he called for her to calm down, knowing fully well that she'd calm down a bit once she'd left the house. Although, she'd still be super excited about getting a cute little puppy! Who wouldn't? As Paris made his way down the stairs, Snow grinned in glee. She'd always wanted a pet, but when she was younger she didn't even get sea monkeys. Then again, her nutty step-mother wan't exactly the sanest woman she'd ever met. She all but skipped out the door as Paris opened it, kissing his cheek playfully on the way; but not before sliding her sunglasses down the the bridge of her nose. She always liked to wear sunglasses, even in the winter. It made her look all mysterious, and the looks she gets are quite amusing. Apparently, sunglasses are classed as some "sexy accessories" lately. Not that it really mattered to her, she couldn't care less. But either way, the looks on their faces are quite a funny sight.

She nodded slightly as he mentioned how they should get a pomeranian and suggested aloud "that, or a husky, ooo! Or we could get a poodle. Oh, what about a chihuahua?" She'd listed three breeds already, and loved every one of them ideas. But she had to say that she liked the idea of a pomeranian. It'd totally suit them. Plus, they're so darn fluffy! Snow entwined her fingers with his as they held hands, almost instinctively. She knew where they were headed first, to the shop where that Drizella works. She despised how that girl acted like she didn't exist and always flirted with Paris. I mean, there's a ring on his finger and a girl on his arm... Take a hint, girl! It really frustrates her, and this time she knew she was going to yell at the girl until she got it into her head.

Paris let a few small laughs escape his mouth as Snow suggested different breeds they could possibly get. They were all great ideas, but Paris liked the idea of a Pomeranian the most. They were just so cute and fluffy and defined fabulousness! It would just boost the fabulous meter that himself and Snow held. And, damn, that would bring it all around the meter three times more! That's a lot considering him and Snow bring it around three times already, three times more would leave the meter in need of massive repairs.

"Yeah, we'll just have to see what's the most fabulous little puppy there." Paris said as he unlatched the little gate. He let Snow go throw it first before stepping out of the yard after her and closing the gate behind him, re-latching it. "But first we got to stop at the shop to get these fabulous heels I ordered." He added. But, he knew Snow probably already figured they were going to stop there first. Paris has to stop there every time he goes out somewhere. Whether it be to pick something up or just look at the new things they have. This time, it would be for some fabulous black heels.

Knowing perfectly well that Snow wouldn't want to stay there long due to Drizella, Paris thought he'd give the store a call. So, at that thought, he pulled his phone out and gave it a call. Who else was to pick up than Drizella. "Hey, girl! I'm coming over with Snow to pick up those fabulous heels I ordered. Can you have them waiting at the front, please? Thank-you!" Paris hanged up the phone and put it back in his pocket. He then smiled over at Snow. "Now we wont need to stay with that flirty bitch now." He said it with a smile and a slight laugh, but he was dead serious. He didn't like the girls flirting at all.

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At getting the call that Paris would be coming to pick up his shoes, Drizella jumped at the name of Snow. Honestly, Drizella couldn't care less about the girl. There was just that fact that she was married to Paris. And Drizella, being how she is, just wants to piss the girl off as much she can. A sadistic smile crossed across her face. She's learned through multiple conversations that Snow has a particular hate of apples. So, how better to piss the girl off but by lightly various candles around the store that smell of apples. She even took an air freshener that smelled of apples and sprayed it all over the place, mostly in the front area since that's mostly where they'd be. And, to make it ever so worse, Drizella went next door to a grocery store. She bought some apples and took them back to her store. Pouring some small necklaces and bracelets out of a basket, she put the apples in it.

A sadistic smile crossed her face at her handy work. If someone was to state that Drizella went out of her way to piss anyone who got themselves a prince off, they would be perfectly right. She went to the back of the store and found the box with Paris' shoes in it and walked them back up to the front of the store. The only thing she has to do now is wait. So, she went behind the cash register and sat on the stool as she pinned a smile on her face and waited for Paris and Snow to walk through the door.

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"It was terribly difficult, Shang. I don't think I'll make it the rest of the day." Sarcasm dripped from Mulan's voice like poison as she spoke. Shang rolled his eyes at her as he continued to eat his breakfast, "Sarcasm doesn't help anyone Mulan, I think you'll do just fine." He chuckled, shaking his head as he picked up the still steaming cup of tea. Taking a sip he allowed himself to revel in the sweet taste of the herbal tea before putting down the cup.

"I'm sure you can find the energy to get up and about after a little while. Maybe even enough to sick that overgrown reptile of yours on me."

He shrugged, winking at Mulan flirtatiously before he continued, "Or if your bent on spending the next five hours in bed we could simply go back after breakfast." He grinned as he took another bite of his breakfast, grinning over towards Mulan with a glint in his eye.

"Sarcasm doesn't help anyone Mulan, I think you'll do just fine." Shang said, "I'm sure you can find the energy to get up and about after a little while. Maybe even enough to sick that overgrown reptile of yours on me."

Mulan laughed. "He's hardly overgrown. When I first saw him I swore he was a lizard, not a dragon like he claimed." She before eaten some more. She knew that she was already awake since she had this terrible thing of where if she was already awake, there was no way she could go back asleep.

"Or if your bent on spending the next five hours in bed we could simply go back after breakfast." Shang continues, a glint in his eye. This comment actually caused Mulan's face to flare up in a deep red, 'cause of course she'd caught the hidden innuendo. She wasn't used to Shang says such things so bluntly. Mulan tried as calm as she could to respond.
"I don't know. Well..." Once Mulan realized she could come back with a good reply she just settled into her blush and nodded, "Yes. I am bent on spending the next five hours in bed. But only, if you join me. 'cause I know I won't be able to sleep."
Okay. So maybe she did have a good response.