If you say so.

( Annie's hardly going to question in — Mew Mew knows herself best, or should at least. Instead she nods her head to one side of the sidewalk, setting off at a brisk clip. mew Mew's a little taller than Annie is, so there shouldn't be any problem in stride matching (per Annie's thought process), so she tucks her hands back into her hoodie's pouch, phone nudged up against them. )

Apparently all under this city is a massive mall, which sounds like a place of shops and food and who knows what else. We can get down... up there.

( There's a neatly decorated archway a block or so away from them, with people heading in or out in small groups, conversation increasingly audible as they approach. Annie isn't the chattiest person herself, meaning she hasn't tried to interject much of anything so far that's not related to what they're doing. Once they hit the stairs, she's ready to head on down, feeling the temperature change to a much cooler one as they descend. )

I don't know if there's a list of stores down here... I do have the name of one for swimming gear. That's about it.