Marcus had no idea what James had, and James was considering Marcus as his guinea pig to really test out the capabilities of his notebook. But James wanted a solid writing surface. No telling what would happen if he misspelled a word, got the grammar wrong, or the pen slipped crossing words out.
James chirped up, "Hey, let's head toward the food court. I had an idea for a story, I'd like to jot down before I forget it."
"Oh, okay" Marcus replied, not really having any specific reason to be at the mall now that he paid James $10.
The duo made their way to the mall's food court and found a table that was less sticky than the others. James quickly jotted down, "Marcus needs to go number 2." and as soon as it was written Marcus began looking around uncomfortably.
"I really need to find a bathroom man, I'll meet you back here in a few, k?" Marcus walked off without confirmation, giving James a bit of privacy and time to really test things out.
James began scribbling as soon as Marcus' back was turned...