While he's not too sure about the troopers, at least the streets seem to be calmer, and it was safe to walk around town. Done with the packing, Ben decided to use the calming quiet of Aziraphale's store (which, unlike the apartment, was not towering with boxes) to try to get some editing done. He didn't see anyone inside, but the shop was open, and he headed for the lounge.
Hearing the bell, Kiki comes out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel.
"Mr. Ben!" she smiles happily. "I'm glad to see you! I stopped at the Emporium this morning, and was hoping I'd get to talk to you before you and Mr. Michael left. Congratulations on your new job."
Kiki laughs. "I'll do what I can," she promises. "Say - I'm making apple pie for Dr. Wilson and Mr. Aziraphale when they come back in - would you like to stay for some? You can call up Mr. Michael and have him come over for a slice if he can get away from the store."
Lana comes in. "Hey, Kiki... I was wondering..." She blushes furiously. "Do you have another copy of that book - you know, the one Shep got? I thought maybe I should kind of take a look myself before... well... before, you know?"
Kiki's met her rival in blushing, but that doesn't keep her from turning just as red after she smiles at Lana in greeting.
"Um... yes, I believe we do," she says, making a mental note to Aziraphale that they might need to order more copies of it. She leads Lana through the stacks to one shelf in the back, and, standing on her tip-toes, pulls a copy down from the top. "Here it is," she says. "Would you like me to wrap that up in paper for you?" she asks.
Lana is still beet red. "Actually, I kind of thought... Well, yeah, definitely I want it wrapped up before I take it out of here, but... Well, I'd thought..."
She looks around to make sure no one is in the shop. "I'd thought I might just peek at it here first. Did you want to...? You know..."
"Look at it?" she squeaks. She spends a minute or two trying to wrap her brain around this. "Well... I suppose..." she reasons, "that it would make sense for us to be sure of what you're buying before you hand over any money for it, right? I mean, publishers have been known to put the wrong covers on books before!"
Oh yes, Kiki has a talent for rationalizing anything.
[*Loves you like a GIANT bag of candy hearts!!* AFK for about 15 minutes while I RUN home to my computer :)]
...is out in the park, playing soccerfootball whatever (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/571392.htm) with Dr. Wilson. He should be back later, though.
...have discovered the joy of pouncing on some toilet paper they somehow filched from the loo. They're probably shredding it all over the lounge right now.
"I think I will leave that in your very capable hands. Between moving and all the things that have been happening around town, I don't have a very steady hand these days."
"Yeah... Somehow, I'm not all that sure that this, well... military state we're in right now is really all that good," Kiki says, lining up the knife on the pie crust. "Given the choice between riots and storm troopers? I guess at least with rioters, you can fight back. The storm troopers have law on their side, and they just need to say that word to get away with anything."
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"Um... yes, I believe we do," she says, making a mental note to Aziraphale that they might need to order more copies of it. She leads Lana through the stacks to one shelf in the back, and, standing on her tip-toes, pulls a copy down from the top. "Here it is," she says. "Would you like me to wrap that up in paper for you?" she asks.
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She looks around to make sure no one is in the shop. "I'd thought I might just peek at it here first. Did you want to...? You know..."
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"Look at it?" she squeaks. She spends a minute or two trying to wrap her brain around this. "Well... I suppose..." she reasons, "that it would make sense for us to be sure of what you're buying before you hand over any money for it, right? I mean, publishers have been known to put the wrong covers on books before!"
Oh yes, Kiki has a talent for rationalizing anything.
[*Loves you like a GIANT bag of candy hearts!!* AFK for about 15 minutes while I RUN home to my computer :)]
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soccerfootballwhatever (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/571392.htm) with Dr. Wilson. He should be back later, though.Pogo and Jiji...
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*devours cookies*
*is pleased to have met deadpeanutbutterman*
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Apple Pie!
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((ooc: Should we just call you Ned Flanders now? :P))
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[ooc: Hee! ;-) I was actually thinking of Roald Dahl.]
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