There was a sandbag right in the doorway of the store for some reason, and Katchoo nearly tripped on it on her way in.
The sandbag immediately got flung out into the middle of the street, but with the lack of typical swearing and ranting you might expect -- the good mood might be getting a touch creepy now, huh?
If it was, Katchoo would probably tell you to suck it up.
Almost cheerfully.
[OOC: The OCD got washed away in the
flash flooding and mudslides we're getting here. Training someone again today, so may be AFK for stretches.]