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No one had drunk themselves under a table in milkshakes, or cut off their own leg with a haphazard axe throw, or even turned themselves into a rabbit in a clearly deliberate move. No, no, the day had finally arrived, and Irene was just about as happy as she possibly could be.
She would be encouraging multiple stops, of course, but she also was more than intelligent enough to know that this would probably all benefit from a nice slow start, in a nice quiet boutique where Irene already knew the owner and could easily bribe people to mostly leave them alone.
"Mmmm," she sighed upon entrance to the store, clearly thrilled to be back in her element. "I do so love the smell of silk in the afternoon."
An unnecessary, silly comment, of course -- silk generally did not have much of a scent -- but then again, Irene so rarely had shopping companions to whom she could make unnecessary, silly comments, so allow her this indulgence.
[for the SHOPPING BUDDY!!!! and NFB due to distance!]
She would be encouraging multiple stops, of course, but she also was more than intelligent enough to know that this would probably all benefit from a nice slow start, in a nice quiet boutique where Irene already knew the owner and could easily bribe people to mostly leave them alone.
"Mmmm," she sighed upon entrance to the store, clearly thrilled to be back in her element. "I do so love the smell of silk in the afternoon."
An unnecessary, silly comment, of course -- silk generally did not have much of a scent -- but then again, Irene so rarely had shopping companions to whom she could make unnecessary, silly comments, so allow her this indulgence.
[for the SHOPPING BUDDY!!!! and NFB due to distance!]
