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All and Sundries, 1/30
Edmund opens the shop and sits down behind the counter. In his book is a large book on European history. One may hear occasional chuckles and murmured noises of disbelief.
Baldrick is in his doghouse cuddling his turnip and All and Sundries is open for your sundriest needs.
Baldrick is in his doghouse cuddling his turnip and All and Sundries is open for your sundriest needs.

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"If you can't find anything, blame Baldrick and the man in his underwear who was here yesterday. Then tell me and I shall assist you."
The shelves are still quite idiosyncratically "organized."
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"I see that obviously everything is the fault of this Baldrick and the man in his underwear, as i cannot seem to locate breakfast cereal, or milk, or bottled water. Nor can i find any plates and cups." She walked over to the counter. "I am Agatha Clay, i own a repair shop here in town. Any chance you could direct me to where all these things might be?"
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He will be able to help her find the plates, which for some reason are shelved in the magazine rack. The cups are in an almost-rational place for cups, in the middle of the frozen juice section. Bottled water is right next to the motor oil.
"If there is anything at all that you require, do let me know. If I do not have it in stock, I can obtain it for you."
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Much later, in the afternoon
She smiled at Blackadder. "Hello again. I have returned with my list."
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"How do you deal with payment for orders?"
[[ooc:going to bed now, can we finish in the morning?]]
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waved a handmade a few notes on her list and totted up a total, sliding a piece of paper across the counter to her. The prices seem reasonable to him, but he can't be certain, being from the early 1800s and all.Re: Much later, in the afternoon
handwavespiece of paper. She had no idea what would be reasonable, but this man seemed honest, he would never try to steal her money.She nodded. "Looks reasonable to me." REaching into her wallet, she took out the appropriate amount. "Will you be able to give me a call when this comes in?"
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