"What's this?" said Jake as he cleaned up the dressing rooms. In
Mike's dressing room, he found Mike's dirty street clothes complete
with wallet and watch and cell phone. He shook his head, and added,
"Not the smartest thief, he may have left with new clothes but he left
his wallet. Oh, wait, this is what that blond jock was wearing. He
and his buddies were dumped here by their girlfriends, and told to
find something to wear for their beach party next week. Heh, heh! So
maybe he went to get his girl's approval. Funny he didn't set off the
security scanner." Jake shrugged and left Mike's stuff in his
dressing room.
In Stu's dressing room, he found the same thing. He shook his head and
went into the third room. This one was where Tom had been. Hanging on
the hook was big blue spandex leotard. Jake scratched his head, "Since
when do we carry these things?" He shrugged and put the spandex one-
piece on a hanger and carried it out into the main store. "No tags,"
he muttered and hung it on the rack behind the counter. He'd have to
look it up and print out a new price tag.
About 10 minutes later, a short buxom dark haired girl entered wearing
a purple gold star covered blouse. She glared at the blue spandex and
hammered her fist on the counter. "Where are Mike and Stu?"
"Who?" asked Jake.
Magda frowned, and instead asked, "Yes, I'd like to get a couple of
balls?"
"This is a clothing store," was his terse reply, "Not a sporting good
store."
"Allright, maybe Tom took them. GIve me my blue spandex and I'll get
going," she said.
"I'll have to look up the price," Jake said.
Madge glared again.