To split up or not to split up.

' '  ' Jon and Karen crossed from the stiffling heat of the parking
lot into the cool, sterilized air of the mall's entrance. Jon half expected
people to turn and laugh at him right away. But the strangers in the mall
carried on normally. Jon looked over to Karen.
' ' '  "What?"
' ' '  "I keep expect to be found out."
' ' '  "To be honest, I keep expecting it too. We just have to
act normal."
' ' '  "Yeah."
' ' '  "You're lucky, you look just like a boy. I don't look
convincing at all." Karen sighed.
' ' '  "Are you still on that trip? You look fine."
' ' '  Jon and Karen had made thier way to the food court in
the center of the mall.
' ' '  "I still don't see Zoe." Karen said.
' ' '  "Yeah, me neither." Jon agreed, "We're going to have to
search every store in the place for her."
' ' '  "It would be quicker if we split up."
' ' '  "No, no way." A look of terror crossed Jon's face.
' ' '  "No, I didn't think you'd be too keen on that."
' ' '  The transgendered duo started walking toward the south
end of the mall, the Sears. They looked in any store Zoe was likely to be
in. They started at the Hot Topic, but no luck. She wasn't in Claire's Boutique
or the Wet Seal. She wasn't even in the Gamespot where she sometimes went
to tease boys.
' ' '  "Maybe we should split up." Jon sighed.
' ' '  "Wait!"