<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/55/David_Wolf.jpg)</div>"Sure."  He took the money and relayed the order to the girl, who was again smiling doe-eyed at Brian.  "A dozen of the plain, with walnuts."  He ordered, taking the bag after she'd filled it.  "I'm not in the mood for fries now that I have this."  He hefted the cookie, now missing a perfect semi-circular bite at one edge.  "But I could still go for that shake.  And..."  He looked into the center of the food court, where a marquee displayed several movie posters.  "Maybe we could catch a movie?  It might be a while before we have another chance."<br/><br/>Even as he proposed the idea, he switched gears.  "Well, I'm I'm not sure what we'll need, but I'm sure you could always<em>use</em>another swimsuit."  The grin he made then was slight, almost imperceptible, and his tone was much to casual, almost abstract, when he added.  "I could help you decide on one if you want."  Like he knew anything about fashions, but he knew what he liked, and what he liked to see wearing a swimsuit.