"I want to do the reading first," he says stubbornly.
"What do those have to do with anything?" He throws darts at 14, 9, and 12, spelling out as he does, "N... I... L."
"All right. The flavor won't be as strong, though, I'll warn you." He makes a face, and an accompanying noise, about the wings as the man scuttles off.
I don't know where you are, but the main site has a store locater, and it had quite a lot of locations in the area around Columbus. They may just be hiding! Willpower. Anything you can do, she can do better, you know. u.u (Except for pie)