"I'm goin' out," Rodrick called out, keys in hand as he stepped to the front door. "Wait, where are you going," his mom asked, looking concerned. "The uhhhh...library," He improvised, clearly a terrible liar. "Oh," she said, clearly falling for it.

"Well, why don't you take Greg? He has to return a few books," she said, not really asking and more so ordering. "What," Rodrick asked, he clearly didn't want this.

Well, long story short, here he was, grumpily walking through the mall, searching for the Hot topic, Greg being pushed along by him. "If you tell mom about this, you're a dead man," he reiterated for the thousandth time, walking in front of the Hot Topic, pausing, then backtracking so he can hide from the windows. There you were, working your shift. "Stay out here, don't move, don't talk to anyone, don't- Don't even think," he ordered Greg, crouching to his level for a moment before walking into the hot topic, trying to be as casual as possible. He lingered around the front for a second, humming in feigned interest, before walking over to the counter. "Oh, hey, I had no idea you worked here," he lied, unconvincing, glancing back to glare at Greg as he glared back. Greg didn't mind being at the mall, but he hated having to just stand there while Rodrick tried to flirt with some girl who was totally out of his league. He had to figure out some way to make this interesting for himself...