The Emporium is open -- Sunday

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Having found no more rogue avocados around the shop or apartment (although he hasn't really looked too hard, because he's not sure he wants to know), Michael flips the sign from "closed" to "open" and unlocks the front door. There's tortilla chips and (suspicously purple) guacamole on the counter for customers to munch on.

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Afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

Belthazor wandered into the Emporium, consulting a list of items he was looking for.

Re: Afternoon

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

"Good afternoon. Anything I can help you find?"

Re: Afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

"Hey. Yeah, have you got -- what do they call them? -- essential oils here? Trying to find some for my girlfriend."

Re: Afternoon

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

"We've started carrying a few. They're down there, by the perfume." Michael pointed down an aisle.

Re: Afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

Bel checked where Michael pointed and found the lavender and vanilla oils he was looking for. Candles were nearby, and he picked up a pair of red ones. "That was easy," he said as he returned to the counter and put the oils and candles down. "I'll have to stop by here more often. I didn't realize this place was here."

Re: Afternoon

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael smiles. "I'll never argue against getting returning customers." He rings up the items. "That'll be $7.42." Putting the items in a bag, he winks. "Special date?"

Re: Afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

Bel handed Michael a $10 bill. "Part of a, uh, Yule present for the girlfriend," he said, grinning.

Re: Afternoon

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael grins back as he takes the bill and hands back the change. "Well, I hope both of you really enjoy it."

Re: Afternoon

[demonbelthazor]

With a sly smirk, Bel pocketed the change and picked up the bag. "I'm sure we will," he said. "Thanks for the help. See you later."