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Leia Organa Solo (yourhighnessnes) wrote in snapthread,

Leia gave a small snort, the disdain with which Galen spoke of the flamingo would always be there, but she too had been there to meet Frank as a kid, and they had both been incredibly excited that he’d owned such a pet. She had decided that since then, the amount of loathing he had for the bird, had steadily decreased. At least, she wasn’t aware of the last time it’d been murdered.

So it appeared they were well and truly on track once more, purpose, and a sense of happiness between then, had returned too. “Mm-. It’s important that we focus.” Leia said a little pointedly, with a slight smile on her lips, this coming from the man, that had made a valiant effort to keep her from leaving that changing room, only moments ago. It amused her. “I’m sure you will, we’ve got so much to choose from- you just tell me where you want to look.”

As almost the entire town was aware of, Nyx was nauseatingly good, and also persistent, in an annoyingly helpful way. “Right.” Leia agreed with a short nod. “We are indeed limited, so we’ll have to be efficient.” And, there was one other thing that Galen then noted, which happened to be very important to a successful and productive shopping adventure; fuel. “So how about we eat first- and then we work.” She decided, tugging him to where she had thought the delicious cooking smells rose from, her nose, it seemed a little bit sharper these days.