"Thanks," you say, leaving the store, hoping she wasn't bullshitting you.
You glance around the breezeway of the mall, hoping to see something that catches your attention, and at first, you don't see anything. Discouraged, you head outside for a smoke, trying to calm your nerves.
About halfway through your cigarette, you happen to glance through the doorway and realize that the interior lights of the mall are all giant, suspended globes of pale white glass.
You stare intently at one, ignoring the cigarette in your hand, zoning out on it. You're startled out of your reverie as you feel an itch on the back of your hand, and you glance down to see black fur blossoming from it.
Startled, you back away from the door, out from the shade and into the sunlight. Just as quickly as it grew, the fur receded, but IT WORKED! You realize now that the girl from the store wasn't just kidding you.
As you finish your smoke, you ponder for a moment whether or not to go back into the mall and wreak havoc, or to head back home now, and save the real antics for the party.