Once we found the store (which I was convinced was to the right from the main enterance, but is actually to the left) we were joined by the lovely Miss. (e:Ladycroft), who was also in the market for something new, shiny and expensive. :)
Confusion (and several blurry pictures) ensued as we tried to compare models (there are so few to choose from now that the mini's have been sent the way of the dinosaurs), ponder expensive accessories and decide if the extended warranty plan was really worth an extra $60.00.

The kicker was when I stopped the Apple rep (Jake) in the middle of his sales pitch to another person, who was pondering the iPod Nano's and told him we needed two 20GB iPods when he had a chance. I believe he actually had to pick his jaw up off of the floor. (Thinking they must get comission.. lol)
In the end there was a very happy (e:Theecarey)

...even though her total iPod purchased looked like this:

and a somewhat happy (e:Ladycroft)

until there was the mention of cheesy pretzels... then we had a very happy (e:Ladycroft)

And then, as promised, we did partake of the pretzley goodness....

...which apparently made (e:Ladycroft) lose control of her tongue...

And turned (e:Theecarey) into an Aeropostale Unibomber?

"warped" isnt even the word for it, but hey, it'll do. Remember, we were purposely seperated in the fourth grade from being in the same classroom in fifth.. for a reason. But,together again in sixth.. and the rest is history, or the making of devients, or.... *fill in blank*
haha, passing notes back and forth in elementary school under the label, "U.S. Male".. silly teachers thought we couldn't spell.