The mall made BJ extremely nervous. Every breather in here had the potential to be one of [i]the[/i] breathers. The breathers that could happily re-capture them and probably punish Lydia by starving her half to death. His head swiveled constantly, looking for any sort of wayward glances. 

The Maitlands led them to a craft supplies store. Barbara was convinced that her and Lydia were going to make macaroni art or some shit. BJ stopped listening. "Look at these jugs!" That got his attention, but he was sorely disappointed to see that Babs was referring to a ceramics kit. 

After buying a few things, some colored pencils, an advanced coloring book, and other project supplies, they headed back out into the main mall. This place sure was crowded. BJ tried his best to keep up with the others, but with people walking through him every five seconds, it was getting difficult. An entire herd of high schoolers made him lose sight of Lydia, and he panicked a bit.

"Lyds?" He called, "Lydia!" He found her shortly after, but the Maitlands were nowhere to be found. "Hey, where'd the labradoodles go?"