She bumps away from the trunk, never taking her eyes from yours. Her gaze continues to paralyze you for several of her steps, then as if out of range, you recover and pursue. Focused on the mall entrance, you barely escape a nip from an approaching car. The beep of a horn draws both your and Angelina's attention. She continues on while you apologize to the driver with nervous hands.
Skipping your steps, you intercept Angelina at the doors. She waits by a waste can, under the shade of the overhang, "Not too excited are you?" she grins as you near. Leaning beside her, you regain your breath steadily. "Ready to go inside and have some fun?" she toys.
"You know," you admit, "I didn't expect you to be so," though struggling for an appropriate word.
"Hmm." she perks, "Twisted? Psychotic? No, evil. It's evil isn't it? I'm evil." She stares at you.
"I was thinking, 'intriguing'," you smile; she slowly returns the favor, "though evil works too." She impacts a fist into your arm lightly and smiles wider.
"Let's go inside," Angelina hurries and swings open the door, leaning back from the handle as if dipped in a dance, "I have some big ideas!"
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