Once upon a time there was a momma who desperately wanted to do the "mall thing" with her little girl, just like she did growing up with her mom. 

The mission was simple - Return some items, have fun in a changing room trying on stuff, look for new shoes for the little girl & if successful get some promised ice cream. 

However, this mom was gifted a child a wee bit different, than her shopaholic self. 

Her little girl was a RUNNER. 
Her little girl touched everything. LITERALLY EVERYTHING. 
Her little girl tried to talk to every single stranger around. 
Her little girl had an insulin pump that kept annoyingly beeping. 
Her little girl melted down when someone else pushed the elevator button. 
Her little girl grabbed chocolate but couldn't have it because she was Celiac. 
Her little girl ripped off the tag of a baby doll & couldn't understand why it wasn't just hers. 
Her little girl refused to try on shoes because she obsessively loved the ones she was wearing.
And her little girl had bad knees that tired easily, so the momma had to lug her around piggy-back-style within 30 minutes. 

By the time they got to the promised ice cream, the momma was just about done in. 
But, the little girl jumped off her mom's back & bolted towards what she thought was an ice cream stand. 

It was however, a red & white Virgin Mobile kiosk booth. 
Yet, the little girl ran up to it with such vigor & hope, as she slapped her hands down & called out, "Ice Cream Ice Cream Please" at the top of her little lungs. 

Thankfully, the lovely ladies working were swept up in the spell, the little girl seemed to cast on most people she encountered. 
And the mom explained they were on their way to Purdys Chocolatier, that was like 100 feet away. 

After finally convincing the little girl that Virgin Mobile wasn't the ice cream shop, the two walked hand-in-hand and talked about which flavour she would get. 

But, as the little girl's sweet face was smooshed right up, looking into the bins of ice cream flavours, the mom knew right away, that the kind she wanted was of course not gluten free. 
Cue the little girl begging and about 37 "no fairs".
At this point, the mom just wanted the hell outta there. 

She was a hot-sweaty-panicked mess from lugging her kid around, holding up a line to ask for a list of ingredients to double check any were celiac friendly, calming her daughter down & rationalizing why she couldn't have a cone with it.

But, as the mom went to pay for her daughter's ice cream, she was handed a note instead & told it was covered. 

In utter confusion, the mom read the note: 
"From the Virgin Team"
And with that, she couldn't even help it, tears started falling. 

Apparently the lovely ladies raced over to Purdys & paid for a gift card so that the mom & daughter could enjoy numerous mall ice creams trips together. 

They had absolutely NO idea who or what kind of day that mom & daughter were having. 
Something just stirred them to do something so outrageously kind. 
And the mom's whole outlook on the day and the "mall thing" was forever mended...