Pixie Dust, Friday

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny was a little surprised to find her key still worked when she showed up on Friday morning, but since it did, she set about tidying the shop and moving out the new stock and things. It seemed to need it.

She also found a few things for the 'burn' pile, including some spandex, so that cheered her up.

Pixie Dust is open.

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[bitten_notshy]

Jack frowned slightly, taking this in. "How do you get to be a spirit of a century, though?"

He was at a total disadvantage. It didn't happen often, and he didn't much like it when it did.

[ashockingbitch]

Jenny looked at him like she might think he was a bit dim. "I was born to it. January first, 1900. Midnight."

[bitten_notshy]

"... oh." No, it still didn't make sense, but Jack didn't especially want to encourage the look Jenny was giving him. "I don't think that's something we have at home, but I suppose I won't know for sure for another seven months."