Shopping was one of Ginger's favorite passtimes and, if she did say so herself, one of the talents she had rather perfected over the years. And sales made it even better. She didn't have a lot of money, but she had some and she intended on making the best of it for the number one shopping day of the year. Black Friday was one of the most insane days in the retail world, but she loved it all the same. The deals were great, even if the people were insane. This was the day that shopping turned into a competitive sport--and Ginger liked competitive.
Though she wasn't what you'd call a tech-savvy person, Ginger decided to go by Best Buy and see what sort of deals they had. Maybe she could pick up some DVDs or something, at least. The masses had already started their grab-and-run tactics when she got there. Most people around her were frantic, but in that greedy, gotta-have-it, Black Friday sort of way. But the person in the crowds that caught her attention was the guy that was frantic in a confused, disoriented sort of way. She remembered that feeling. He must be...what was the word everybody used? Displaced. She was pretty sure he was speaking another language, so as she approached him, Ginger hoped he knew English at least. "Hey, sweetie," she said as she moved to stand in front of him. "you're not from here, huh?"