Tiffy, now that her race to get Pringles was over, slowed her pace. She swung her arm at her side, the bag of Pringles swinging dramaticly. She found a place to sit and slid down the wall, pulled out a pack of Pringles and munched on a couple before she happily gazed around.<br/>After a moment, she realized she was sitting next to the guy she had bumped into in the store. She quickly looked away hoping that he ha'd spotted her yet. She got up, hurring to leave before he was able to recognize her and her klutzness.<br/>In her haste she left the can of Pringles she had started to eat and her wallet on the ground. Her licence neatly tucked in the pocket. She ran to her car and jumped in.