Jake came out of the backroom, and picked up the yellow rubberized
object on the counter. He held it out between his hands and put it on
a spare hanger. He shook his head and printed up a new tag and
attached it to the sports bra. Then he put it on the sale rack.
He shook his head and muttered, "Why do the girls insist on taking off
the tags when they try on sports bras?"
Mike was confused. He knew that Jake was a giant compared to him now.
He knew that he was hanging from a hanger, but until Jake made his
comment, he had no idea he was a sports bra. At first he was
horrified, and then he got really excited. He was going to wrapped
around a young girl's chest.
Suddenly, he was jolted, someone had lifted him off the rack and was
looking at him...