（ ₀₃. ） ❝so let's sing together❞

[generose]

( so two clones walk into a bar... wait, no, no. try that again. two clones are standing in the general store and staring intently at a written list that elizabeth is holding. frankly this is a little overwhelming for the two for a multitude of reasons that napoleon will no doubt speak up on in due time. )

So what was the purpose of this trip

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[ominousjoy]

((Totally right behind you guys...))

H'vin' tr'uble?

[generose]

( glancing back and whhhhhy are you so tall and ominous, might have forgotten how to speak for a moment. )

[neantmoins]

[ not so thrown off! because napoleon remembers those lack of vowels. ]

Oh hey! You're Sweden, yeah? I'm Napoleon, talked to you on the phone, yeah? [ there's a sigh. ] But yeah, we've never been shopping before and are a little overwhelmed by... well, everything.

[ominousjoy]

Ah.. ja... ((hand out for shakes--still looming like crazy.))

Y' need help?

[generose]

( weakest handshake ever. )

Yes! I mean, yes. We're unsure what kind of milk would be suitable for baking and with so many choices...

[neantmoins]

[ big ol' handshake! ]

If it's no problem, that would be real nice of you.

[ominousjoy]

Hmmm...

Y' health c'ncious?

[generose]

I wouldn't say so...

So, no.

[neantmoins]

[ seeing that this is all elizabeth's stuff anyway, napoleon will promptly be distracted by other shiny things. ]

[ominousjoy]

((So cute, napoleon.

Sweden goes to the milk and pulls out the 2%.)) Here.

[generose]

( smiling! )

Thank you. Um, does the size of eggs matter? The recipe didn't say but I wouldn't want to mess up...

[neantmoins]

[ man, those animal crackers are sure tempting. ]

[ominousjoy]

Hmmm....

((investigates the eggs....

Pulls off the large brown ones. and hands those to her as well.))

[generose]

( taking them and placing them in the basket. )

Thank you... again, um, Sweden. O-oh. I'm Elizabeth by the way, Elizabeth Tudor. It's very nice to meet you.

[neantmoins]

[ might be slipping some animal crackers into the basket. ]

Oh hey, Elizabeth was saying how she wasn't sure what kind of cookies to make. What kind do you like? Might help her decide.

[ominousjoy]

Ple'sure. ((Sort of recognizes the name, although he never knew England well.))

Ah...

Lisa-Kakor is 'lright...