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[Curiosity had brought her into the store because the dress sitting in the window display had looked pretty. But it was the moose that caught her eye. Smiling coldly, Diva ripped into it, fluff flying everywhere, fabric ripped into tiny pieces, the buttons for eyes clinking against the floor. But Diva still wasn't satisfied. Not after the previous night. Grabbing the next stuffed animal, and the next, she ripped them all up, smiling, methodical, not saying a word.]