Who: Number Five and Pamela Barnes What: Random encounter Where: Gifts That Last When: Wednesday afternoon Warnings: Uh... language? Status: closed/complete
The closer they got to Halloween and Samhain, the busier the store was. There were a lot of wanna be witches around here who thought that shopping here made them enlightened or something. Five knew that the actual witches in town tended to shop at Magic Alley though. It was occasionally amusing at least and he did enjoy eavesdropping on some of the conversations between customers. Hearing them talk about the resonance of the crystals and other woo shit made him shake his head.
He'd just returned to the counter with a fresh cup of coffee when the bells jangled to indicate someone entering the store. "Welcome to Gifts That Last," he said without looking up from his cup. "Let me know if I can help you find anything."