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Things Reborn, Saturday

Ben was planning on taking the day off tomorrow, but he couldn't really let Things Reborn be closed on the two days it was actually open in a given calendar week, so he split the difference and came in today. It might confuse customers into coming in and buying stuff. He couldn't be sure until he tried.

[OOC: I may be AFK most of tomorrow, so I'm hedging my bets and posting today. Huzzah!]

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"Veeeeeee-ry sloooooow," Turtle said with a little bit of a groan. "You get a little impatient, but you also feel very safe. So, if you ever get around to turning into an animal, what do you think you'll would be?"

"I refuse to answer this question in the name of not tempting fate," Ben said. "I just know that I'd turn into whatever I say inside of a week."

Turtle grinned. "Aw, come on!" she goaded. "You can get it done and over and out of the way, and then you'll be truly indicted as a citizen of the island."

"Okay, okay," Ben said. "Does the 'humans are technically animals' dodge count, or do I have to go with an actual animal?"

"Actually animal," Turtle said, with a small roll of her eyes. "Transforming into a different kind of human is something entirely different, but still not rare."

"I don't think I want to know about that part just yet..." Ben said. "Okay, let's go with a gorilla. That way, at least I'll be able to hold stuff with my feet."

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"Good choice!" Turtle complimented, and then looked over her notes, thoughtfully, for the direction of her next question.

"Did you sell things second hand before you came here, Mister Reilly?"

"Nope," Ben said. "I'm completely new to this business. But I've found out that people like sales, so I'm a quick learner."

"So," Turtle said, "asking what the strangest thing you've traded was might be a moot point, huh?"

"Nothing strange at all yet. I've sold some clothes, a hat, and I bought myself a camera out of my inventory," Ben said. "I'll be honest, I'm kind of disappointed that I haven't had anything weirder to sell yet."

"Well," Turtle noted, with a faint smile, "if that doesn't change after Wednesday, I'm going to be disappointed in my readers!"

"If the 'we'll listen to any offer' thing doesn't bring in some interesting sales, I'll lose all faith in the student body," Ben said.

"As will I," Turtle admitted. "If it's an consolation, right off the bat, I can offer you a good sale on a giant, furry drool machine."

She didn't think it would hurt to at least try.

"I think I need a little more information than that," Ben said.

"About...yay big," Turtle held up a hand. "Practically non-stop. You just need to feed it and it runs; very organic, and you know everyone's going green these days."

"Are you talking about a dog?" Ben asked.

There was a long pause.

"...yes," Turtle admitted.

"Sorry, the pet shop next door will yell at me if I deal in anything living," Ben said.

Turtle sighed. "I figured as much," she said, "but I figured it wouldn't hurt to at least try."

"I have to give you credit for that," Ben said. "You should do a story on them next and figure out what they have against monkeys."

"I think they know I'm onto them," Turtle said. "They've rejected previous attempts."

"Maybe a disguise would help?" Ben suggested.

"Ooh," Turtle said, "a bit of undercover work. I like how you think, Mister Reilly."

"Thank you," Ben said. "I appreciate it."

"Oh, no," Turtle said. "Thank you, Mister Reilly, for your interview. I think I have everything I'll need, unless you can think of anything else oyu'd like to make sure is included."

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