Well, well, well. Your friends had all been telling you about that new boutique in the Old Market. So after work today you trotted down the street to take a look, and everyone was right -- fabulous things. You could have shopped (and spent) till closing, but you were meeting Mr. Man around the corner at V. MERTZ for a little dinner. Hmm. Maybe the little black number in your shopping bag could stand in for dessert.