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Turtle & Canary, Tuesday 7/8

G'Kar set himself up behind the counter, several books piled around him. He was busily transcribing a few basic passages from Narn into English. If Hoshi could really manage a translation in a week's time... Let's just say he was looking forward to delving into the Book of G'Quan with her.

Of course, it could not be translated, but perhaps together they could make a copy. It made him grin just thinking about it.

Today's Squishy Flavors: Rock Salt, Orange, Ribbon Cola

(bears with their wares are welcome!)

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For speedy, snappy service.

He's got his nose stuck in a book, but he's completely interruptable.

A rather happy-looking older woman walked into the store today and looked immediately for one of staff.

To say she was a bit surprised at the gentleman behind the counter would be an understatement, but as he wasn't making any moves to harm her, she assumed he was another oddity of the place and moved forward.

She observed it, would consider it carefully of course, but she was a woman who got to the bottom line and the bottom line was that if it wasn't acting troublesome, then it wasn't trouble. If she taught nothing else in her class, it should be that.

"Sir?" she ventured as she stepped to the counter. "Might I trouble you for some assistance?"

G'Kar had been busy transcribing away, so completely missed out on any moments of observation or otherwise. Her question was what had caught his attention.

"But of course," he smiled, immediately looking up. "How can I help?"

"Would you happen to be able to help me buy a laptop?"

She'd practiced using the word on her way here to make sure she didn't sound awkward.

"I was told, with our current location across the causeway being rather desolate, that this might be the place to buy such a thing on the island?"

Hmm...he had to think about that for a minute. "I believe we may actually have one." All manner of things arrived conveniently at the store, just at the right time. Remarkable.

"Oh yes," he agreed. "I doubt that the natives would be very helpful with one's shopping needs. However," he continued speaking as he moved around behind the counter, looking for the laptop he'd spotted earlier, "there is a portal that still connects us to a rather large city. Any manner of things can be found there."

"But!" He triumphantly pulled out the computer and turned back around to face her, "We do so appreciate your business here. And we can vouch for excellent service. Would you like a demonstration?"

"If you can assure me that the device is in good working order, I should be fine."

She considered the portal for a moment before shaking her head.

"I would rather not travel beyond the island for the time being. I come from what seems to be an alternative time from the one which exists beyond that causeway and I'd rather learn more about this time and place before trying something like that."

She tipped her chin to the machine.

"If you would, please?"

"Ah, yes," he nodded. "I understand precisely what you mean. I'm not from this time, or even this universe. It took me some time to grow accustomed to things, particularly since many here are not used to seeing an alien species."

"Of course!" he smiled brightly, turning the computer on and bringing up the basic office programs. "As you can see, it has several applications already installed. I'm sure you'll find it most useful. We can even offer you a limited warranty." And hopefully ~~sucker~~ convince someone to agree to be their 'computer repair person' if something should go wrong.

"I will be honest and say that you gave me a moment of pause," she said frankly, "As I've never seen anything like yourself in all my years and studies. But I'm finding that true of many things here."

Abby Irene held out a hand.

"Abigail Irene Garrett, called Abigail Irene informally. A pleasure to meet you."

She tipped her head to the computer.

"As for that, I'd rather skip the warranty, if you don't mind. Thank you, however."

"That seems to be the common theme here. I don't believe I've encountered anyone yet who is familiar with my species. G'Kar," he shook the offered hand, "Likewise a pleasure."

"Of course," he replied as he began shutting the computer down and packaging it back up. "But if you require any assistance, do feel free to come by. I'd be glad to help."

He considered her for a moment. "If I may make an assumption, you are most likely to be one of our new teachers. What subject do you teach?"

"For the moment, I'll be instructing them on Cryptozoology," she said with a faint smile. "I've got other subjects, should my stay extend longer than this term."

"Good guess."

"Deductive reasoning," he smiled back. "Cryptozoology. Sounds interesting. I should hope you'll stay longer. Fandom can be a fascinating place. So many opportunities here. And the people are just as fascinating," he smirked lightly.

"So I'm learning," she said back, grinning now. "In many ways."

He smiled as he rung up the computer and ~~hanwavily~~ told her the cost. "One learns something new each day. Even teachers," he grinned. "Of course, we never truly stop learning. It's what drives us on."

"Something I certainly agree with," she said as she handed the money over. It was a rather exceptional amount of money, of course, but thankfully the exchange rate had been kind to her when she'd gone to the bank and done her business.

"Thank you for your assistance, G'Kar. Are you the owner of this establishment?"

"Co-owner, actually. My partner is an exceptionally smart young woman. Amazing at business matters. It is an interesting endeavor. Not so much for the shop itself, ~~which Turtle would likely kill him for saying~~ as the interaction that comes with it. It is quite the phenomenon; seems that no matter where one goes, or which universe one is from, people have a tendency to converse with shopkeeps. Proves that somethings are universal after all."

"Much like Swedish meatballs," he grinned.

She winced.

"Oh the terrible meatballs we were given at one of my primary schools..."

She shook her head before laughing.

"Well, then might I compliment you on your shopkeeping. I shall surely be back."

"Exactly my point!" he chuckled.

"Thank you, very much," he replied, bowing slightly. "It is most appreciated. And I do so look forward to seeing you again, Abbey."

"Abby Irene," she corrected mildly before taking her merchandise and putting it in the bag with her new dress. Mary would yell at her but it would be easier to carry.

"And I certainly look forward to meeting you again, G'kar."

She waved as she walked out the door.

He waved back as she left and made a mental note of the name. Interesting lady.

The door was pushed open by a furry white nose, and the rest of a very large furry white body soon followed, and the bear looked curiously around the store, before fixing eyes on G'Kar.

"Yes? May I..." he trailed off a bit as he finally looked up, blinking. "...you?"

That was a welcome if the bear ever heard one! It gamboled over, then made a bottle of refreshing ribbon branded cola drink appear from nowhere, which it offered it to G'Kar.

"Oh. Is this a new product Turtle ordered for the shop?" He took the bottle and examined it. "Some sort of beverage." He looked back up at the bear, "And how well does it perform on the market? What kind of profit margin can we expect by carrying your product?"

The bear blinked and looked rather uncertain, peering behind it in case G'Kar was talking to someone else. After a moment, it waved its paws in the air, encouraging G'Kar to drink it.

"Yes," G'Kar waved back, "It is a pleasure to meet you as well. Now...perhaps we could return to business. If you're here to promote your product, you should at least have some market statistics on hand demonstrating the product worth." G'Kar waited expectantly.

The bear frowned and stepped closer, not looking quite so friendly now. It stamped a paw and pointed its nose at the bottle and then at G'Kar.

"Pushy. Not the best way to get your product moving, I must advise." He glanced at the bottle. "Yes. I have a bottle. One bottle. How am I to market a single bottle? Perhaps this is merely the display model?"

Shaking its head, it sat, with the clear attitude that it wasn't going to move until it had what it wanted. Once sitting, it produced another bottle, lifted it, then drank some, sighing happily, then pointed at G'Kar's again.

"Ah. I see. This is the sample. You wish me to sample it? Then why did you not explain that in the first place."

G'Kar opened the bottle, tried a sip and leaned back in his seat. "Hm. Smooth with a small bit of kick to it. Rather high on the sugar, though." He nodded appreciatively, "I think it will do well here. Students are often eager for sugar-laden beverages. How soon can you deliver us..." he waved a hand through the air, "twenty cases. Just to start out for a trial run."

The bear was still confused, but it was a happy confused! It bounced on its front paws, then, since G'Kar seemed to like it, produced several more bottles, which it carefully placed on the floor.

It's work done, the extremely happy bear trotted out of the store.

"Is this our first installment?" he called after it. He looked down at the bottles on the floor. "Not a very good sales representative," he remarked dryly.

Bears aren't the only ones to push a certain cola (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j1uyUrqYTF0).

*snerk*

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