[You'd think Alice would be a little more sober about spending her ill-gotten blackjack gains, but over 50 years of playing the stock market like a cheap fiddle tends to dampen down that bit of her conscience. Today it's all about the shoe sale. She needs more sandals and maybe some flats.
Well, not needs, but you know.
She has to pass through the men's department to get to the good stuff, and that's where she sees him. That poor guy, he looks like he got lost in the dress shirts and can't find his way out. Clearly he needs a hand.
It's definitely not that Alice is a snoop (intentionally, anyway), but she knows someone in need of serious help when she sees one. So what if this man is a stranger? It can't hurt! And anyway, a quick peek into the very immediate future tells her he won't have a bad reaction to the intrusion.
Abandoning her shoe quest for the time being, she walks over and taps him on the shoulder.]
Excuse me? You look like you could use a little help.
Assuming in the underground mall :X
Well, not needs, but you know.
She has to pass through the men's department to get to the good stuff, and that's where she sees him. That poor guy, he looks like he got lost in the dress shirts and can't find his way out. Clearly he needs a hand.
It's definitely not that Alice is a snoop (intentionally, anyway), but she knows someone in need of serious help when she sees one. So what if this man is a stranger? It can't hurt! And anyway, a quick peek into the very immediate future tells her he won't have a bad reaction to the intrusion.
Abandoning her shoe quest for the time being, she walks over and taps him on the shoulder.]
Excuse me? You look like you could use a little help.