“So, you're the one who’s been following us!” Audrey exclaimed.
"Well, who wouldn't? You're both small, but you can lift a chain that's heavier than you are. What exactly are you? Are you some kind of alien?" The salesperson asked, his gaze fixed on Belle.
“Hey you, what is your name?” Audrey asked, her gaze drawn to the nametag on the salesman's chest.
"Bernard... Snitching on ladies is never a good idea, especially for a cheerleader like us. What if the person who saw you was our boyfriend? I'm sure you don't want to know what's going to happen to you," she says as she pats Bernard on the cheek.
“Please don’t tell your boyfriend. I don’t want trouble. I promise, I won’t spy on women again,” Bernard pleaded.
"Well, we were easy to talk to, but don't do it again because we'll sue you
