“You realize you’re a tax paying, working adult? You don’t have to entertain a guy because he wants to take you shopping.”
I twisted my lips to the left, “Uhhh, who turns down free stuff?”
She quipped, “All money ain’t good money so how you make yours?”
I laughed instantly knowing she was quoting Diamond from “The Players Club”.
She was over me, “Ma’am, it’s not that funny.”
Between laughs I said, “…but Diamond was talking to her cousin, Ebony from Tallahassee. My name is Ebony and I went to college in Tallahassee.”
She ignored me and sighed, “I’ve been reading “The Secret” and…”
I interjected, “I’ve read it too!”
She gave me a side-eye, “Clearly, you didn’t learn anything. Because if you did you would know everything is about intention.”
I raised my left eyebrow, “I think the book you’re referring to is actually “A Seat of the Soul”.”
She thought for a minute, “Well, one of those Oprah’s Book Club recommendations.”
I laughed, “That’s what you get for being all Iyanla on me. Anyways…basically you’re saying my intention is to use and benefit myself. Since my intention is bad, this will end bad.”
She shook her head, “Yep, that’s what I was going to say.”
I grinned, “One shopping spree never hurt nobody.”
…I was wrong. So, so, so wrong.