All and Sundries, 8/8

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Edmund opened the shop despite the fact that he was starting to think that more minions would mean less work.

He had yet to meet his new minion, although Baldrick reported she was doing beautifully and was "from the future." As though Baldrick's opinion counted for anything.

Edmund is comfortably ensconced behind the counter and All and Sundries is open.

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Jane decides to try getting her own bottle of this "shampoo" stuff rather then what was already on hand in the bathroom of the TARDIS. She was given to understand that you could get some that smelled purty.

If her hair smelled purty, she might get more tips when she worked the Bar.

She strode into the store and headed for where she remembered the shampoo was.

Right next to the salad dressing.

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Edmund raised an eyebrow at the rough-looking probably-woman, but said nothing yet. She seemed to have some plan in mind, which, given her appearance, might be why Edmund sent Lizzy out from behind the counter to watch the door.

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Jane caught sigt of Lizzy and waved at her.

"Well hello there little metal dog. You look... extra shiny today."

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Lizzy barked at her and Edmund's eyebrow remained raised at the woman's familiarity with his guard dog.

Next thing he knew, she'd be telling him she was a long-lost Longstocking.

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Jane picked up bottles and looked at labels. She couldn't get over how many there were to choose from.

This one was for flat hair.
This one was for frizzy hair.
This one was for Italian hair... Oops. Nope that's for salads.

She grabbed and cracked it open to take a wiff.

Smelled like Jonie.

She decided to get that one.

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Edmund had discovered that British papers had this wonderful thing called a page three girl. He ignored the woman in favor of catching up on the news.

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Jane sauntered up to the counter and put the bottle down on the counter.

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Edmund looked at the bottle of shampoo and back up to the woman purchasing it. "Are you sure that's all you need? Soap? Makeup? A solidly selected gender?"

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"Perhaps you could advise me." she said. "How's life as a bearded lady workin out for ya?"

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"Ah, perhaps that explains things. How is home trepanning serving you?"

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"I make house calls." She answered counting out the amount that was marked on the bottle. "Did you want to make an appointment? I see you cleared a spot for me to drill in advance."

She waved one hand to indicate a spot on his head where his hair was thinned.

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Edmund took the change and popped open the register to drop it inside. "I'll let Baldrick perform my surgery before inviting a 'person' such as yourself into my home."

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"You musta had him do 'surgery' on you recently as I've noticed he's washed himself, probably after the fact." Jane said. "Speaking of the little fella, where is he? I want to ask him something."

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"Why does it not surprise me at all that you and Baldrick are birds of a feather?" Edmund's sneer had become something to enter the Sneering Hall of Fame. "He is in the back. Be brief."

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Jane had grabbed the bottle from the counter and was already stalking off for the back.

"Be fucked."