It's high noon...

As the clock strikes noon in the land of Venetia, behold the majestic Venetia City Mall, where fashionistas roam and credit cards tremble in fear.

Behold, as two SUVs glide into the parking lot, each sleeker than a runway model on roller skates. Out steps a crew straight out of a Men in Black sequel, but with better tailoring. And leading the charge? None other than our heroine, Victoria Darkgaze.

Victoria: "Ah, the sweet scent of air conditioning wafts through the concrete jungle. Another day, another dollar... well, Victor's dollar, but who's counting?"

She declares triumphantly, slipping on her shades with a flourish.

Yes, folks, it's Victoria, the heiress to the Darkgaze fortune, ready to make it rain—cash, not sunshine. And what's a girl without her entourage of beefy bodyguards?

She strikes poses in her Mall Girl ensemble, drawing the paparazzi's attention faster than a flash sale.

Victoria: "Attention, paparazzi! Prepare your cameras, for today, Victoria Darkgaze is about to grace the mall with her presence!"

As flashes erupted around her, she struck poses that would make even the mannequins jealous.

Bodyguard: "Miss Darkgaze, this way please."

Victoria: "About time, boys. Where's my personal sunshade? UMBRELLA GUY!"

Cue the dramatic entrance of the umbrella-wielding hero, shielding Victoria from the dreaded UV rays.

Victoria: "Ah, much better. Onward, boys!"

With a flick of her perfectly manicured finger, Victoria struts towards the mall entrance, her entourage in tow like a pack of well-dressed puppies.

Victoria: "Alright, team, let's keep it classy this time. No arguments with the clerks—I've already been banned from three stores this month."

She gives her bodyguards a reassuring thumbs up.

Victoria: "Now, let the shopping commence! Charge!"