Mandy on My Mind

4:45 pm, 16th February,
KLCC Convention Centre.

The crowd was more than expected, over 20,000 people haved arrived. Their bustlin voices souded similar like the 10 'pasar malam' (night market) put together. Even the enchanting voice of the japanese sales lady in the video can't be heared now. The video that has been playin since noon -repeatedly. 'I wonder which is worst'' Mandy thought to herself feeling a little agitated as the day progresses. She knew she shouldn't have took up this job but she needed the money to buy that watch for Ken. The one that he had been eyeing everytime he passes by Uncle Henry's shop. Picturing his smile upon receiving it would made this all so worthwhile. "Excuse me miss" a sharp voice pierced through her thoughts. "How does this camera zoom? How many megapisel?" (megapixel) this scrony bald old man started asking. "Oh, press here and it is 7.2 megapixel" she smiled back. "Oh okay, tank-u tank-u".

On the opposite store, Keagan was just talking to one of his dealers and getting some fliers from the storage area. Occassionally he would looked back to keep an eye on the promoter girls he had just hired for these two days. Everything seems fine and he looked at his watch. 5.30 pm. This would last at least til 10 pm. At the corner of his eyes, he sees his secretary waving at him to get to the stage. He quickly took the fliers and dump it to the nearest girl. "Pass them around to our guest later ok?" he bent down to whisper to her. "Oh, yes sir" Mandy nodded.