Glen attempted to swat Tamaki's hand away from her head but gave up as she entered the greengrocer's. "Not short. Concentrated."
She started looking through lettuces. As expected, the ones near the front were damaged and bruised in places from being handled all day. She stretched as far as she could, trying to get one from the very back, but couldn't reach far enough.
"That one at the back. You get it." She instructed Tamaki, taking a plastic bag from a dispenser and moving on to tomatoes, trying to choose the nicest ones."