Brittany shrugged her shoulders at the army man's question and kept walking with her attention fully on her cell phone.  Wandering aimlessly down the aisles while the army man and redneck flirt with the crackhead, the cheerleader happens upon the pet care section, "Oh! Live Strong bracelets, in white! Like, these will go perfect with my uniform." She squealed in delight as she picks a flea collar off the rack and straps it around her wrist.  Just as she finishes clasping the collar around her wrist, her phone lights up once again.  Brittany checks her message and types expertly on the keypad again oblivious to the giant flea that had been following her the entire time.  Just as the flea jumps at her, she rounded the endcap of the aisle.  The flea went crashing into the meat counter and began to munch on a package of ground chuck.  Still typing on her phone she walks directly into the back of the army man while he was still flirting with the crackhead.  "You asshole! I almost dropped my phone!" she scolded the jarhead.