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Red's Is Open

Not normally open on weekends, Red wanted to open anyway to accomodate last minute Christmas gift tattoos. He sat at his computer looking over the options available to him from his Secret Santa gift.

The aroma of wassail still filled the air as the crockpot was once again filled to share his new found concoction with his clients and the cubs played quietly in the corner with the new chewtoys Ben brought them last night.

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Ben enters, stamping his feet trying to shake off the cold. He'd lived in New York and Pittsburgh; why was the chill getting to him here? Small town living, maybe. Or just getting older. The latter thought he didn't want to dwell on. Smiling at the cubs with their new toys, he walks up to the counter. "Morning, Red."

((ooc: played quietly? Did they kill the squeaky part already? My sister's dog always manages to do that pretty quick. :P))

Looking up from his internet surfing, Red smiled. "Good Morning, Ben! How are you?"

((ooc: *laugh* Surely you didn't expect the squeaky parts to survive?

"I'm good. Tired, but good." He grins. "Singing and walking around in the cold for a while will do that to you. Thank you, again, for your hospitality. We appreciate it.

"I'm here on a mission this morning. Do you think you might have something like this in stock?" Ben pulls out a page printed from a website (http://www.northwoodsfalconry.com/index.cgi?rm=showitem&itemid=GC-147&cat=%2FJewelery) and lays it on the counter.

"That's very lovely. I don't have that particular one in stock, but," Red leapt down from his stool and padded over to his jewelry. "I have Horus (http://www.dragonweave.com/images/charms/horus-bird-lg.jpg) here in stock. That's the closest thing I have."

Ben examines the piece and nods. "That's very nice. I'll take it. What do I owe you?"

((ooc: Oh sure, trip out my inner ancient Egypt freak. :P))

"Since I didn't have the one you wanted, I'll let you have it at the same price." Red nosed at the paper. "I can order that for you, if you'd prefer that one."

Ben shakes his head. "The exact one isn't important. It was just a last-minute gift idea for Michael." He pauses a moment before adding, "He's had a rather sudden interest in hawks, and I thought something like this would make a nice present."

Taking the necklace out, he pulled out a chain for it to hang from that he thought would look nice. Digging around, Red pulled out a box as well. "I think he'll like it. Why the sudden interest in hawks?"

"Well..." How much should he say? Then again, Ben had already heard Tobias' secret referred to on the radio, was there anyone who didn't know? "He hired one recently. One who can transform into human form, that is."

"Oh! That's certainly interesting." Red nosed the box and the jewelry over to Ben so he could box it. "Never a dull moment around this town," he said with a laugh.

Heading over to his computer, he pulled up the item and the total. "It's $39.95. Is it working out so far?"

"No, never a dull moment," Ben echoes. He hands over his credit card. "Well, it was working out well. Tobias got into a fight with some other hawks last week and got hurt. Lucky for him he had Michael to come to for help. We got him to a vet, so hopefully he'll be all right. Michael's been worried about him, and worried whether a vet was the right place to take him." Ben grimaces. "I'm pretty sure he thinks I think he's a dork for being so worried." He gestures to the pendant he's boxing up. "I wanted something to show I understood. Michael's a doting paternal type by nature, I know he's only showing that over this kid. Er, bird."

((ooc: and with the coding fixed again, third time's the charm...*headdesk*))

"He's a good man," Red said in agreement. "I'm sure the vet was the right place. He was still in this hawk form, right?" He ran the card through the reader and slid it back to Ben, along with the receipt to sign.

Ben nods as he signs the slip and returns the card to his wallet. "He was. And he didn't protest -- he can speak telepathically when he's in hawk form -- so I guess he thought it was the right place too." Ben tucks the box in his coat pocket, fingering it for a moment before pulling his hand back out. "I don't think Michael will feel better, though, until Tobias is well and back in the shop. I'm surprised he hasn't asked to build some sort of shelter for him to live in on the roof." He gives a smile. "Thanks for your help, Red. I think Michael will like this."

Ben crouches down and looks at the cubs. "Bye, guys. Don't destroy those toys too quickly."

Just a bit disappointed, Castor and Pollux remained still for Ben's attention. Perhaps he would give them another toy!

Red looked at the cubs and shook his head. "Greedy Gus's. If he doesn't like it, bring it back and we'll swap it out. But I think he will." He grinned. "Have a good day!"

Ben chuckles as he skritches a pair of bellies. "It took years for Michael's daughter JR to realize I wasn't going to bring her a toy every time we visited. Even now she sort of looks like she's expecting it."

"I'm sure he'll like it. It's beautiful." Ben waved as he headed for the door. "You have a good day too. See you at the party."

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