Funnily enough, Beverly thought checking out some of the appliances might be interesting as well. It was fun because it was being here in the flesh, not just looking at images online or in some catalog. "Now that you mention it, I want a fridge too," she chuckled. "It's that big retro size with like, milk bottles and stuff." Remember when milk was delivered to your front doorstep, icy cold? Yeah, neither did she.
But alright, she could put her own 'kid in a candy store' feelings aside to focus on this record player, which was a thing of beauty. "For Richie," she said, grinning brightly. "Oh god, he'd love it." They could even close it, since it came in its own case - and then it just opened up again, ready to be used. It was bright and shiny and brand new too, not some find off of eBay that had seen better days.
"Can you carry it?" she asked, since she was kind of afraid to touch it. "I'll just - act cool when paying for it. Totally not like I'm from another era."