[One would be remiss to say that Armin does not commit crimes; however, he has not committed a crime on this day. In fact, it seems that, for whatever reason, he is the punishment. Granted, he barely noticed the ruckus that Aubrey was causing, nor her yelling, even as it got closer - and can you blame him? Despite this store being nothing short of an assault on every sense a human being possesses - well, that's really just it. Bright lights, brighter colors, the smell of linoleum, the buzzing from fluorescents, a thousand unfamiliar objects, some of which light up or make noise.

[He's very overwhelmed, and very distracted - until his arm is grabbed and a handcuff is slapped onto it. He turns, startled, to the security guard, who's already leaving. And then there's--]

Oh. Aubrey? What...

[His brow furrows as he observes the cuffs linking them.]

Why...

[The security guard is halfway down the aisle now. Armin knows there's no use in calling after him, but...]

Is this really necessary?!

[A quick glance at Aubrey.]

Hi. Sorry. It's nice to see you again--

[Back to the security guard.]

I think there's been a misunderstanding!