Henry returned the hug, holding it just a little longer than would probably be deemed polite, but enjoying it quite a bit. "Believe me, Gabriella, it makes me very happy to lend assistance to people, especially ones about whom I have good impressions, like you." They turned away from the store, but a quick glance over his shoulder at a bodyguard was all it took to send the large man back inside with instructions to purchase as many pieces of merchandise in Gabriella's sizes as they could assemble in five minutes.
The autograph seekers discovered them, and by the time the bodyguards needed to hold them at bay, Henry was in total agreement with his new friend. "Definitely."
Escorted back to the parking lot, the valet returned with Henry's Shelby, the engine of which was rumbling in perfect tune. Henry paid the man the agreed-on hundred dollars and helped Gabriella into the low-slung passenger seat.