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All and Sundries//Wednesday Morning

Seras was seated behind the counter and everything looked quite usual in All and Sundries. Apart from the fact that the vodka display had disappeared. And, the rum display. And pretty much any fermented beverage, really. Waking up with a brutal hang over and nearly no recollection of the past day tended to put a gal off her booze.

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Veronica had promised to introduce him to some more modern music, so Archie had told her that he would buy a CD player.

Ergo, he was in All and Sundries, mulling over his options with an increasingly perplexed expression. In the end, he chose the least expensive one and hoped it would work.

Not that he had a clue about CD-R compatibility.

Seras looked up at her first customer of the day.

"Hullo! Are you finding everything you need?"

"I think so," Archie said, smiling at the girl. He recognized her from Caritas last week, he thought, though he couldn't remember her name. "I just need a CD player. The simpler the better, I think."

He held up the small CD player stereo almost self-consciously as he headed for the counter.

Seras examined the box Archie held up and nodded.

"That'll do you then. Or at least, I think it will. CDs were just starting to really replace tapes where..er, when I'm from."

Seras looked at him a moment, trying to place his face.

"It's...Archie, isn't it?"

"I don't know anything about either of them, really. They weren't exactly widespread in the late eighteenth century." Archie chuckled.

"That's right," he said, pleasantly surprised that she remembered his name. "I'm terribly sorry I can't put a name to your face though. You'd think I could."

Seras laughed.

"Well, I won't make you stand there and try to guess," she said, holding out her right hand, "My name's Seras Victoria."

Her mind registered that Archie'd just said he was from the 18th century, but it wasn't the jaw dropper it would have been a couple weeks ago. Seras was adapting.

Archie shook her hand with all due courtesy, then stepped back and offered a formal bow. "Now that you mention it, I seem to recall hearing your name at Caritas. My apologies for being so absent-minded; nevertheless, Seras Victoria, I'm pleased to formally meet you."

"Likewise," replied Seras, with a deep nod of her head, which was as close as she could come to a bow or to a curtsey with out feeling foolish, "Is the CD player all you'll be needing today, Archie?"

"I think so, yes," Archie replied, "but I also think that, while I don't need chocolate, I would most certainly like some."

He reached over and picked up several bars of dark chocolate to add to his order, giving Seras a puckish grin as he did.

Seras grinned back and was impressed that Baldrick had thought to place the chocolate near the register like that. Either he was learning or Mr. Blackadder had done some rearranging in her absence.

"So, what do you think of modern music?" she aske, "I imagine it's quite a change from what you'd heard in the 18th century."

"That's a very good question," Archie told her. "I haven't heard much of it, honestly, and that's the reason I'm buying this. Veronica wants to get me more up to date on music."

As he fished in his coat pockets for his wallet, he added, "I've liked much of what I've heard so far, but again it isn't much. Although I confess that song about being brave like soldiers . . ." He shuddered a bit.

Seras nodded as she rang in Archies purchases.

"Well, you're an Englishman, so you should become acquainted with the Beatles. It's practically the law. Listening to some David Bowie, Billy Idol, or U2 wouldn't hurt either."

She looked at Archie's clothing. It was militaryish, and yet...

"Not a fan of war songs?"

"Not this particular one," he told her, handing over the money. "Practically the law, eh? Well then, I'll have to make sure I make their acquaintance. It wouldn't do for a Royal Navy officer to be seen flouting the law, now, would it?"

"Indeed, no," said Seras, then she paused, "Royal Navy? You know, I think Veronica was in her buying supplies for your picnic last week. Can I ask if all our wares were to your satisfaction?"

"Lieutenant Kennedy at your service." Archie gave Seras a salute, then nodded and chuckled. "Very much so, thank you. It was a wonderful picnic, and the food was excellent."

"Ah, I'm so glad to hear it," she said, handing Archie his change, and then putting his CD player and chocolate into a bag, "This is your receipt," she said, showing him the slip of paper, before tucking it into the bag, "If you're not happy with your CD player, bring it plus the receipt back and we'll refund you or exchange it. And...er, you might want to do yourself a favour and come in on a Wednesday or a Saturday. Those are when I've got shifts. Mr. Blackadder's a lot stricter about the whole caveat emptor thing than I am."

Archie pocketed his change and took the bag. "I'll be sure to remember that," he said. "You've been more than helpful, Seras; thank you very much."

Seras smiled.

"My pleasure, Lieutenant. Please, come again."

Archie saluted her one more time before he turned to leave.

"The pleasure was mine. Perhaps I'll see you at Caritas again sometime soon?"

Seras nodded.

"I hope so," she said, trying her best not to let her smile falter at the mention of a bar.

She had no intention of drinking so soon after Tuesday's scare. But, she could always have soda. And, the karaoke was fun.

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