"That's a good boyscout." Said Red with a commending pat to his upper arm. "Although if you ever change your mind we could look into being this generation's version Bonnie and Clyde!" Minus their crime spree culminating in a fatal shootout. On second thought, Red wasn't so keen on becoming Balamb's most wanted. Dying had a way of putting a dent in one's future plans.
With a relaxing roll of shoulders Red hitched a thumb in the direction from which they came, resigned to finding her birthday presents to Edgar elsewhere. "You got any other errands to run? I think internet shopping is for the best, unless bait and tackle makes a good gift in your manly opinion." Hyne, she hoped not. "We can grab a burger on the way out of town."