Okay, so, the fog made you hallucinate monsters. Yesterday's encounters had made that clear. There might be someone causing it-- this was Fandom after all-- but as far as Dinah knew, there was nothing out in it that needed to be fought.
So she'd gone in to work, a scarf tied over her face, eyes behind goggles, and got there without an anxiety attack from stuff she thought she saw out of the corners of her eyes and opened up the shop.
She left a note for the next person in: I don't know where the fog's coming from, but I think the flowers are looking sick because of it. I'm moving some of them into storage with the fans on.
Then settled in for a probably really quiet day at work.
Covent Garden Flowers
Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available
upon request. Covent Garden Flowers is open.
[and ocd-free.]