It is the end of the school and, of course, is everyone staring impressed at Jane as she walks through the hallways. Suddenly, she sees you also walking out of school, and she tips you playfully on the shoulder from behind. She says with her sweet voice:

Hey, I want to go shopping. Of course, only the best of the best. Do you want to join me? I could need someone who carries the bags and with whom you can chat a little