"I'm sure... I'm sure it'll be just what I was looking for." And just like that, she skittered out of the self-help aisle and headed towards the counter, pink box with its deceptively harmless logo in one hand like a trophy.   Maybe the quicker they got out of here and onto a street, she'd stop reacting like the handcuffs were going to jump off the shelves and tie her up all by themselves.<br/><br/>Then again, maybe that wouldn't be such a bad thing.