Just another day
Clothes shopping

Look, dude, I appreciate the range time, match grade ammo, and all...
>Sacha, your sig 556's waffegeist says, looking bored and annoyed
>Then why does it sound you're about bitch and moan?
>you counter as you dig through the jeans section of the men's department 
Remind me why the hell I can't just stay in the car?
>Sacha says with a frown as you hand her a pair of jeans to hold
>Because, last time you fell asleep in the passenger seat, slipped back into rifle form, and I had to explain to three cops why I left a waffegeist rifle in my car's front seat unattended. Which is apparently something you can get a ticket for. 
>you say grabbing another pair of jeans off the shelf 
>Sacha just rolls her eyes, but stays quiet 
>Look, bro, just wait and look around while I make sure these fit me right. 
>you say before taking the three pairs of jeans you picked out with you to try on

>after trying on and deciding to buy two of three jeans you step out of the changing room, but Sacha is nowhere in sight 
>after a quick search you spot her in the women's section of all places 
>Got bored?
>you ask as you walk up to where the waffegeist is browsing through a rack of skirts and dresses 
You did say to look around. 
>she replies with a shrug before pulling a dark blue knee length dress from the rack 
>you watch her a bit confused as she looks over the dress appreciatively 
I'll be back in a second. 
>Sacha says before taking the dress with her to a fitting room
>you sigh but figure it wouldn't hurt to go along with this development 
>after a short wait she steps back out of the fitting room wearing the dark blue dress
>This doesn't effect your furniture does it?
>you ask as Sacha looks herself over in the nearby mirrors 
Nah, dude, that only effects underwear with my model.  
>Sacha explains as she adjusts the dress to sit better on her hips before looking at you 
So, what do you think?
>you look her over as she stands with her hands behind her back 
>It makes you look like a chick. 
>you say with a shrug which makes her frown and put a hand on her hip
But me wearing one of my skirts doesn't?
>Sacha asks arching an eyebrow
>Eh, those are like shorts. So why would they seem girly?
>you ask tilting your head 
>Sacha just stares at you for a long moment looking at you like you've grown a second head
>What?
>you ask staring back at her
Nothing, just forget it bro. 
>Sacha says with a half smile as she turns away and heads back to the fitting room
>No seriously. What did you mean?
>you ask with a frown as you try to catch up with the now smirking waffegeist 
>only to have the fitting room door close in your face while you hear Sacha snicker behind the door