"If I'm Ken, does that make you Barbie or Skipper?" He made sure he was bent over picking up his shoes so he couldn't get smacked for that. "Now meet the newest addition to the ever-popular line, Buffy! A beautiful young woman with Barbie's classic good looks, Buffy is the protector of the family. She comes with her own Mr. Pointy, a silver cross, and Super-Staking Swing Action arm! Also available are Captain Overkill, the dark and brooding demon-with-a-soul, and the rakishly handsome Limey Vamp. Accessories and batteries not included." He waggled his eyebrows. "First, I could not fit in those boots. Second, I can't walk on heels. I need support, which is why my Halloween costume had platforms, not stilettos. Third? Zippers on my boots make me itch. Laces are better." He gave her a hug at the register. "You are not a pack mule. Me big strong caveman. Me carry bags. You carry shoes--and in this case, I mean all of them, yours and mine. Deal?"