I arrived at his home.
It was cleaned up a bit but I still mentioned to him that it might be time for storm windows.
He hopped in the car and requested we make one stop before we went to the mall. Suspicious, I asked if it was on the way and he replied, "yep".
I mentioned to him that this technically wasn't on the way and if we could hurry this up a bit it would be much appreciated. We arrived at his destination. He put his coat and hat on and we entered the establishment.
We sat down ordered up a few winter lagers... four hours later we left.
I took him straight home and he started getting friendly with the neighbor.
We didn't go shopping and once again Mustafa played me for the fool.
Merry Christmas!