You couldn't pay me to go the the grand opening of Nordstrom today.
Well, technically, you COULD pay me, but I still wouldn't go.
OKAY, OKAY! If you paid me maybe $150, I would dash in and dash out and then go across the street to Chinatown and order apsaragus chicken. Since I would already be in the Hell of Green Hills and whatnot.
No matter how much I was paid, however, I would go nowhere near the cosmetics arena. No. Where. Near.