"You were testing me," I accused, knowing already that it was true, and feeling my anger rise, because of it."Please don't be mad at me," she pleaded,...and I felt her happy switch drop a little at my anger. "I needed to know that I could trust you, and now I do." And if we are together five years from now, will you test me again?" I shot at her. "Trust needs to be earned, not tested. I trusted you, despite the fact that you never wanted to be official with me." I knew I was being unfair to her.. " Bob said with a smile. "Would you like to be an action figure?" How much?" Sylvia asked."As much as you're willing to pay." Bob said. "We have very flexible options--and all our toys are fully-articulated. Our most advanced models are technically robots--fully interactive with well-programmed AI--but even our basic models are head-and-shoulders above what you can get at, say, KayBee." What comes with the basic model?" Sylvia asked. Bob gestured for her to follow him, and he showed her into. Shawna made sure that one of my navy colored suits would be ready in time for my Monday afternoon Meeting.We found another cab to take us to another store for shoes. I didn't know when I'd wear six pairs of shoes, but I let Shawna continue to spend my money. We finally got some casual clothes along with some cuff links and underwear before we made it back to the hotel, where I fell down exhausted.We were back in the bar around six, when a guy came up to the table. He was Shawna's boyfriend, Bob. I sat in the hard green ‘easy’ chair and tried to justify my actions. “Lillie got super mad when I bought that car a couple of months ago --”She interrupted, “She should have, it’s really ugly.”I got defensive, “You want to hear this or not?” She nodded but I stopped as I realized I could use a drink, “Let’s go down to the bar and get something to drink, I’ll tell you why I’m here then you can tell my why you’re here.”My Angela still looked tense but her demeanor relaxed slightly when she.