Yeah, this was Stiles' least favourite moment of the day so far. But hey at least he hadn't thrown up in any trashcans. Sighing, Stiles ran a hand through his short hair before dropping his arm at his side.
"I guess he tried to... appropriate some merchandise at one of the gift shops we were in. I didn't even know he was going to do that," he rushed to assure her. "One minute we were looking at some stuff and then I wandered off to look at some trinkets to get my parents and the next I see him being hauled out by security."