...Shopping!" you exclaim.
At this, the Golden Girls jump up and grab their purses. "Yes!" Blanche shouts.
You all pile into your car and drive off to the nearest mall. When you pull into a parking spot in front of a Boscov's, you think you hear the angels singing triumphantly.
You all step out of the car and walk into the mall through the Boscov's entrance. You stand, looking down the long, florescent lit, gray hall, and sigh with content. Nothing better in the world than that magic word... Shopping. So where to?