Chastity was, predictably enough, hoping that Old Navy, Gap, Abercrombie and Fitch, Aeropostale, and a few others were about; a girl could never have too many articles of clothing after all. Jack was oblivious to this; if he wasn’t careful he’d likely be carrying several of Chastity’s bags, depending on just how wild she got and whether or not her present financial situation would accommodate her wildness. Like Jack’s parents, Chastity’s had endowed her with wealth enough to see her through the week and a little ways beyond; since meals were provided, that presented Chastity with a surplus of money for entertainment or personal purposes, and a piratical, predatory gleam entered her eyes as she pondered which stores she was going to hit first.