Without further discussion, she had the clerk charge the card.
In the end, the clerk sent us out of the store with a fawning smile, even handing me a membership card.
A Versace membership card. It was hard to believe.
"Mary, thank you. I'll transfer the money to you in a bit," I said, still in shock.
But Mary looked unhappy. "I already said, this is a gift for our first date. Do you want to make me cry on our first date?"
Her eyes began to well up with tears.
I panicked. "No, I didn't mean that. I'll accept it, please don't cry, okay?"
Hearing this, she broke into a smile and took my arm. "Come on, let's go to the next store."
"What are we buying now?" I asked, a sense of dread creeping in.
"You still need a pair of leather shoes and a watch!" She replied cheerfully.
The trifecta of a man's desires: luxury cars, prestigious watches, and beautiful women.