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Turtle & Canary, Wednesday, 4/16

Amber was staring at Apu. Apu was humming and talking to himself it seemed while he was mozying on down the cereal aisle. Amber wasn't certain, but she was sure she heard the words 'Yabba-dabba-delicious' and 'Follow your nose, it always knows'. Amber was kind of hungry now. At least Apu was entertaining.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Cocoa Pebbles, Fruit Loops, Red.

Turtle & Canary is open!

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That's what he's there for.

Who managed to sneak in a bowl of Cocoa Pebbles between customers.

Of course, Charlotte had been in and out of the quaint little store for various items and sundries throughout the week as she got herself settled into her new apartment, but, this time around, she'd come into the store with a particular purposes and one that might need a bit of assistance. She gave the girl behind the counter, who she thought she might have actually recognized from attending the gallery opening, a bright smile before asking, "Excuse me, hello. I was wondering if you could help me? Just a little question."

"Oh, hi!" Amber said with a bright smile. "Yah, of course I will help you. At least I will try if I can, you betcha!"

[slowish as I have to run into town to the store!]

Well, the girl was certainly enthusiastic, which was lovely. Charlotte always liked to see that sort of friendliness and energy. "Oh, good," she said. "Well, I'm sorry in advance for being an obnoxious customer and all that, but I was wondering if you guys do anything like gift baskets, or that sort of thing? I'm in the need to sort of express a bit of an apology to someone, and I typically find gift baskets to be pretty good at that sort of thing."

If Amber's eyes weren't already lit up, they sure were now. "Oh my gosh, you betcha we do! We do any and all for all occassions. An apology you say? Oh, I hope not a bad bad apology because you seem like a very nice person and not obnoxious at all, but even if it is, we do very lovely baskets that say I'm sorry like nothin' else can."

"Oh, no," Charlotte said, unable to stop from smiling at the enthusiasm despite the shake of her head. "Nothing too bad. In fact, the recipient will probably think that I'm being completely unnecessary about it, but it's just on my conscience, you know, and it's just nibbling away and I had to do something or else I won't feel better about it...."

"I completely understand," Amber was nodding. "Those little nibblin's just keep on nibblin' until they're met and satisfied, eh? Now, will you be deliverin' this yourself, or would you like it delivered courtesy Turtle and Canary? And we have price ranges you know, so you just be tellin' me where you'd like to fit in, and we'll get somethin' made up just right."

"Oooh, you can delive--No." Charlotte stopped herself with a shake of her head. "I should probably do it myself; it's just more personable that way, you know? Price isn't so much as an issue...Not too much, of course, because I wouldn't want to seem like I was trying to hard, and not too little because I don't want to see cheap...you probably have default, set ones, but do you mix and match, as well? Build your own? I wouldn't want to seem lazy by just going with a default, after all...."

~~The mun was totally guessing omg~~ "Yah, you -- oh, okay, I get that too. Personal is better. Unless the apology is an ashamed one - then I would want to bury my head, but this doesn't sound the case," Amber replied consiterately. "We have defaults, yah, but we mix and match as well and pssh, not lazy, that's what Turtle and Canary is for; to take care of the customers needs. Would you like me to show you a couple? Let you see if you might like what is already made up?"

Charlotte considered for a moment, and then nodded. "That'd be good, yes. That is a bit of a problem; I don't knowL him very well quite yet, so it's a little hard to tell what might be appropriate."

Amber raised a brow, her grin a little knowing. "For a man then, yah? Okay, let me show you a few that are made up. And some are simple, some more flamboyant, but I'm thinkin' simpler might be just the ticket... follow me, please Miss York..."

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Edited 2008-04-16 18:20 (UTC)

"Well, I was thinking for gift baskets of stuff rather than flowers," Charlotte said thoughtfully, and, struck with sudden inspiration, said, "Like food, maybe! Muffins. Muffins are good, although I suppose I could just make them..."

Oh. Well now Amber felt dumb. She always figured gift baskets went hand in hand with flowers 'cause she was from Mount Rose, Minnesota where there were like five people, okay? Shut up.

She turned red. "I should have asked, yah? Okay, well then... hmmm," muffins could be much better gotten from J,GOB, but of course Amber couldn't suggest that. She was here to sell.

"Chocolate? Cookies? Cookies are always good, but I suppose you could do muffins."

"Hmmmmm," Charlotte's lips pressed together, shifted back and forth a little bit as she considered. "Cookies, then? You'd suggest cookies? Cookies might be easy enough to take. Baking is a nice gesture, after all, and then, I mean, I could just pick up a basket, put the cookies in it, and there you go, that seems....doable..."

Such a difficult, difficult decision, really.

"Maybe it would help if you told me a little more about him and what, er, maybe you are apologizin' for to help determine the seriousness of the basket you choose to give him," deep breath. "That is if you want to tell me, yah, 'cause I can come up with better ideas than cookies and if it is cookies you decide upon, well then Turtle and Canary has all your baking needs, sprinkles too. Oh, and cookie cutters!"

"Well," Charlotte seemed rather reluctant to venture into this sort of territory, but the girl did have a good point about how that might help them decide on what sort of offering she could put together. Although, really, she could just go with the cookie thing and call that good and not embarrass herself any further.

Ohhhh, if only all conundrums were easily spelled out for you in women's magazines, but, unfortunately, they rarely seemed to cover events that constituted apologies to men you yell at because they look like your exhusband.

"...I think I'll just go with the cookies," Charlotte concluded with a nod. "So I'll get all the supplies, and a nice tin to put them in, and, oh! Some ribbon, to decorate. Blue. Blue's a good neutral ribbon color."

"There's also cheese and crackers. Those make for good baskets, especially with the little weiners in them? Mmm, those are good. Then you can have fruit, or breads and jams..." Amber ticked off a couple more items 'cause she was on a role.

"...but cookies it is. We have very nice tins and pretty blue ribbons."

Those little wieners were good, especially if you got the really nice ones, and perhaps if they were kosher, just in face. Charlotte bit her lip again in consideration of the girl's suggestions, but, when she came around to it, she just nodded with conviction. Sometimes, one just had to trust their intuition. "No, those are all very good suggestions, but I think I'm going to stick with the cookies, thank you."

It was hard to go wrong with cookies. Oh, unless there was an allergy! Oh, dear, that did complicate the matter a little but...

No. Cookies. Intuition. Charlotte was certain.

"I'll just go and gett hose now, then, and be right back. And thank you for all your help, um...I'm sorry, dear, I didn't catch your name?"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm Amber Atkins!" she said with a smile and didn't want to be too pushy in trying to suggestively sale, but she did add... "A nice white doily linin' the inside of the tin, would be a very nice touch, but I'll be right here to ring you up when you're ready Miss York."

"Well, it's very nice to meet you, Amber, thank you." Charlotte smiled and nodded her head, and she certainly would think about that doily as she went about picking up her purchases.

Amber was pleased, yes. But now she wanted some cheese and crackers and some of those little weiners... dip them in that spicy mustard. Mmmm.

Uhhhhhhhhhh.

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