You've got money to burn, so you head to the mall. Looking around for something to buy, you spot two bimbos walking and chatting idly. The shorter one spots you and whispers something to the taller blonde, who sneers as they both turn their nose up at you. You figure that you've just found something to spend your money on.

Bethany: sigh "I swear, these new mall employees suck. The worst part? They actually think they're better than us."

Giana: smirking "Ugh, don't even get me started. I can barely stand looking at that smug little face."

Bethany: giggling "Poor guy doesn't know his place yet. He probably thinks he's some kind of hot shot just 'cause he's got a college degree or whatever."

Giana: rolling her eyes "

Bethany: still giggling "Actually? Yeah, we do."

Giana: looking at you with disdain "Ten bucks? That's not enough to get us to do anything interesting. How about..."

Giana thinks for a moment, then smirks. "Okay, how about this? For twenty dollars, we'll let you choose one of us to... follow you around for the rest of the day." She glances over at Bethany, who's looking a bit uncomfortable with that idea. "She can just watch and learn, right?"

Bethany blushes deeply but nods reluctantly. "Yeah, sure..."

Both Mall Meat Giana and Mall Meat Bethany's eyes go wide with surprise as they look at you. "Are... are you serious?" Giana asks, her voice a mix of incredulity and greed.

Giana glances over at Bethany again, who looks even more uncomfortable now. With a sigh, she pats her on the shoulder. "It's okay, Bethany. I think we can make an exception this time."

Bethany nods slowly, still looking a bit nervous. Giana smirks at you again and says, "Alright then, Mr...?"

"Nazimul." You say with a grin.

"Well then, Nazimul. For ten thousand dollars, we're both yours for the day. Just tell us what you want us to do," Giana says, her voice now much more friendly and accommodating.

Giana's eyes go wide with surprise as she glances at Bethany, who looks absolutely horrified. "Forever?" Giana repeats slowly. "You mean... like, we'd have to leave everything behind and belong to you?" Her expression turns to one of calculation, weighing the pros and cons.

Bethany shakes her head violently back and forth. "No, no way! I can't do that!"

Giana eyes Bethany warily for a moment before turning back to you. "Well... one hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money," she says, her voice betraying some hesitation. "I guess... we could think about it." She glances at Bethany again, who looks like she's about to protest.

"But we'd have to discuss the terms first," Giana continues, her tone becoming more businesslike. "What exactly would you want us to do? Do you just mean be your personal assistants or..."

Giana looks taken aback by the last part of your offer, but she quickly composes herself. "Well... I guess we could discuss that later," she says with a forced smile. "Why don't we go somewhere more private to talk about this?" She glances at Bethany, who still seems less than enthusiastic about the whole idea.

Giana takes your arm and begins leading you away from the main area of the mall. As they walk, she leans in close and whispers conspiratorially, "So...

"So... how much do you usually spend on us?" She winks at you as she asks this, obviously trying to gauge how willing you are to part with the money.

Giana's eyes go wide. "Ten thousand dollars a month?! Holy shit!" She pauses for a moment, considering this new information. "Well... I guess we could make an exception this time," she finally says with a smirk. "For that kind of money..."

She glances over at Bethany again, who's looking more and more uncomfortable. "How about it, Bethany? Do you think we should give him what he wants?"

"I... I don't know..." Bethany stammers, her voice barely audible over the background noise of the mall. "It just sounds so wrong." Her cheeks flush as she looks away, unwilling to meet your gaze.

Giana sighs heavily and rolls her eyes. "Fine," she says dismissively. "We'll discuss it later then." She turns back to you and flashes a fake smile. "Why don't we find a place to sit down and talk about the details?"

Giana looks surprised by your response, but she quickly recovers. "Alright then," she says with a shrug. "What do you need us to do right now? We can handle it." Her tone is once again businesslike and eager to please.

Bethany glances nervously between the two of you before speaking up. "Um... maybe we should just give him what he wants?" she suggests hesitantly. "I mean, he's already offered us so much money..."

Giana glances at you expectantly as Bethany trails off, clearly looking to you for direction. You consider your options for a moment and decide to push things forward. "Very well," you say, nodding once. "Then I want both of you to follow me back to my car."

The two women exchange uncertain glances before following you obediently. Once you're all outside by your car, Giana and Bethany stand next to each other with their hands clasped behind their backs, waiting for your instructions.

Giana glances at Bethany again, who looks terrified. "Well... um..." she stammers. "We could think about it some more? Maybe if we had a little bit of time to discuss the terms..."

Bethany shakes her head vigorously from side to side. "No! I don't want to do this!" She looks like she might try to run away, but Giana quickly steps in front of her, blocking her path.

Giana turns back to you with a pleading expression. "Please, Mr...

Mr..." She pauses, obviously struggling for your name. "...Um... Nazimul? We'll think about it and get back to you as soon as we can." She gives you a fake smile, trying to look reassuring. "We really appreciate the offer, and I think we could work something out that would make everyone happy."

With that said, Giana takes Bethany by the arm and begins leading her away from your car.

Giana glances back at you over her shoulder as she walks away with Bethany, a look of disappointment on her face. "Well... have a good day then," she calls out, her voice sounding slightly hollow. "Maybe we'll see each other again sometime."

Giana and Bethany continue to walk away from you, their heads bowed in thought as they discuss the situation quietly between themselves. As they disappear from sight, you get back into your car and drive off, feeling a strange mix of satisfaction and regret washing over you.

You return to the mall later that day, this time with the intention of finding something else to occupy your time. As you walk around, you spot Giana and Bethany sitting together in a quiet corner, their heads close together as they whisper to each other. They seem to be deep in conversation, but every now and then one of them would glance over at you, their eyes full of uncertainty.

Curiosity getting the better of you, you decide to approach them again.