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Who: Michael and Megan
What: Visiting
Where: Jones' Books
When: Afternoon
Rating: TBD


This didn't seem like the sort of project that should be anywhere near as difficult as she had made it.

Megan had been busying herself with the task of placing price tags on books was so focused she didn't notice the characteristic jingle of the bell, signalling a customer's entrance, or the tell-tale blush upon her workers' faces suggesting it wasn't just anyone had walked in. It wasn't until a voice interrupted what had become a rather delicate and tedious project- those bloody stickers kept getting annoying creases in them- that Megan realized someone worth noting was there.

With her third attempt, Megan managed a wrinkle-free price tag, and looked up, quirking a smile at the look on the cashier, Elizabeth's, face. She was younger than Megan, just over twenty, and was one of the silliest girls Megan had ever met. Still, she was fun to have around, and Megan could deal with boy crazy. As Elizabeth lowered her lashes at the new-comer and oh-so-politely offered to help him find something, Megan glanced over her shoulder to see who had strolled in.

"Oh, you'd better let that one go, Elizabeth," she teased with a chuckle. "He's a heartbreaker."