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Diana Elias (airspriestess) wrote in light_of_may,

Laundry. It wasn't something that Diana had ever needed to worry about when she was living at the temple. Or even while she was traveling because it was just the sort of thing that Barnabas took care of. But with Barnabas incapacitated as he was and none of the children knowing what to make of the situation, Diana took it upon herself to do. After all, she was the mother and she could look after her family just fine, thank you. Even if she didn't know exactly what she was doing. But after asking around she'd finally discovered that there were places to do laundry. There were also machines you could buy but she didn't want to do that. More confusion with money and the things that made it work and all of that. She wasn't ready to do that but there were clothes that needed washing and so she'd taken them to this place. Laund-o-Suds. Were they all called that? It seemed a terribly ridiculous thing to name a place.

Pushing the door open with a breath of air, Diana stepped in along with the bag of clothes that was (for lack of a better term) floating behind her. As though she'd have carried it all that way! "Excuse me," she said when she spotted a man reading a book. For whatever reason there was a frog in a bowl next to him. Businesses didn't usually have frogs on the front desk did they? This world was so, so very strange. Easier when they had people with the ability to specialize in cleaning things. Maid, yes, that was what they were. Maybe they needed to have one of those? "I have these clothes that need to be cleaned. That's what this establishment is, correct?" Hey, she even remembered to speak in English, good for her.