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knocked."
    "Nah, I was straight. But they were looking for you."
    "Yeah, they found me, but there wasn't shit they could do but escort me
out because I didn't have shit"
    "They walked you to the door?"
    "They sure did"
    "That's embarrassing," Monya commented. "I hate when they do that
stupid shit:'
    "I don't give a fuck," Dip replied. "They can walk me from here to
Brooklyn as long as I got their shit. We G'd off in that motherfucker."
    Unable to contain the excitement she felt about getting the new Gucci
line, Dip grabbed the bag and began pulling out the garments. Although she
didn't say anything, in fear the girls would start to finally wise up and realize
she kept all the good quality clothes for herself, the expression on her face
was priceless.
    Cartier began, "Did you get me that dress I wanted?"
    "What dress?" Dip was a bad actor Cartier surmised.
    "The dress that I pointed to inside the store?"

    Dip shrugged. "Oh my God, I didn't know you wanted that dress. Why
didn't you say something? It would have taken two seconds to put it in the
bag."
    "What do you mean why didn't I say something? You knew I wanted that
dress last week and I reminded you again today!"
    "All I had on my mind was getting y'all these fly-ass jeans." Dip pulled out
the three pairs of Versace jeans. It was beyond her that four girls were in the
SUV. "I should have gotten myself a pair too. Y'all gonna be some fly bitches.
Don't nobody have these."
    "That's'cause nobodywants them!" Cartier blurted out and then reminded
herself that she needed to chill in order for the plan to go accordingly. She
had recently made it a point to be a better leader, definitely a better leader
than Dip.
    "Look, calm down with all that fucking yelling!" Dip responded. "I
always get y'all what the fuck you ask for. In that store it's different. You see
how they be on my ass up in there. My time is limited and I don't have time to
linger. If I sleep, then, we get nothing. I only have a matter of minutes in any
department before they call the Ds on me, so I don't have time to decipher
hand and head movements. Next we about to go to Macy's, and I won't get
shit. I'll pick out a whole bag for just you girls"
    Cartier couldn't believe how selfish and greedy Dip was. Macy's had
the bullshit and she knew it. Cartier knew that in Macy's they'd be walking
out with Guess and Mudd jeans. Instead of flipping out, she said, "Are you
serious? You're gonna dedicate a whole bag just for us?"
    "Yeah, I'm serious," Dip replied. "That's because I'm not a selfish bitch.
This shit don't mean nothing to me. I'm the flyest bitch in Brooklyn. I don't
have shit to prove to these hoes. They all know what time it is. I got so much
shit in my closets I can't even close the doors. I'm not greedy at all."
    "Well, who's going to go in with you?" Cartier asked.
    Dip thought for a moment. "I think I'll take in Bam. She has the perfect look for Macy's " Dip always mentioned that Bam was really of no use other
than a low end store like Macy's. No matter how you tried to clean her up,
there was something deceptive looking about her. She was dusty looking and
only good for crowded, affordable department stores.

    "That's what's up," Bam acknowledged.
    "You know what?" Cartier began. "I think you should go up first and let
Bam wait around ten minutes, and then meet you up there. That way if the
Ds are on to you, Bam won't get knocked. Macy's Ds are a lot smarter than
Bergdorf's, and they are on to the whole decoy thing. What do you think?"
    Dip hesitated for a moment. She was torn between cursing out Cartier
for trying to dictate the next move and also thinking about the household
goods she was going to steal for her new apartment. Dip didn't have any
intentions of packing one bag of shit for them. She was going to have Bam's
stupid ass walk out with two stuffed shopping bags, most of which would
contain bed sheets, towels, and dishes. The latter prevailed and Dip