"Sure, I'd come - I'm also great at planning parties, if you can't tell." That was Dan, making a joke - because he probably looked like the only parties he planned were the kind where it was lights on, music playing, bowls of snacks sitting out and six guests at the kitchen table in the back of the house. Just, you know. Super sad and awkward.
But he'd do his best. Set him up with the tarot cards and the crystal ball, he'd do 'readings.' Hey, at the very least, he had a few neat party tricks up his sleeves.
The jeans and sweaters folded and stacked, he held them against his chest. "So I'll just pick out a few other things and then meet you at the counter? Do you keep track of inventory or anything?" he asked, since that seemed to be one of the only tasks when it came to running a business in this town.