Oh well, nothing to be done about that for the moment, and anyway it's not like he wanted attention right now. Thinking about the warning, he made sure the medallion was secure around his neck and tucked under the blouse, grabbed his keys, and started out.
Seeing as it was mid-morning, the area outside his building wasn't too bad, though he saw a few broken bottles and even spotted a discarded syringe on the curb. About twenty feet from that, beside a concrete pylon, he could see a used condom. Reflexively, he worried about any of it getting on his feet, and next thing he knew it, he was wearing three inch high heels with a slight platform. With his walk now slightly impaired, Nick hurried as best he could out of this area towards the shops, but he couldn't help but think that the clack-clack clack of his heels on the pavement was a bit sexy.
Nevertheless, once he rounded the corner onto a nicer street with shops, Nick concentrated on more sensible footwear, and it seemed to work for now. Before long, he could see the magic shop up ahead.
