He loves to sit around and browse as much as she does when they’re together on a shopping excursion duo. The other man was watching him through the window before he approached the other women huddled in a group about a few hundred yards away from them. I peeked at what he was looking at and I saw them in another group with some polo shirts and slacks and it looked like another fake fiasco event with a gang of inebriated young preppy women on the beach or a golf club retreat networking with a group of group of retired professionals, like doctors, lawyers and local rich businessmen as the help, the bag carrier or the gopher.
