During the last part of our trip to China, we spent some time in Beijing. Shopping was, of course, on the agenda. Jim didn't need to buy anything, but he was helpful in picking things out. He especially enjoyed the pearl market.
Our transactions with the seller were serious and business-like until Jim decided to make an appearance. Then, flirting, cuddling and other such nonsense ensued. Jim explained later that this was all part of his duties as goodwill ambassador for his planet. As he has never once mentioned the name of his planet, this excuse seems suspect. Also the seller blowing kisses to Jim and yelling out, "Call me!" in tearful, longing Mandarin as we walked away.
Jim is a ladies' man...er...alien.
Our transactions with the seller were serious and business-like until Jim decided to make an appearance. Then, flirting, cuddling and other such nonsense ensued. Jim explained later that this was all part of his duties as goodwill ambassador for his planet. As he has never once mentioned the name of his planet, this excuse seems suspect. Also the seller blowing kisses to Jim and yelling out, "Call me!" in tearful, longing Mandarin as we walked away.
Jim is a ladies' man...er...alien.
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