Jul 09, 2006 15:22
"Hey Fred! Where'd you put the Bob-Ombs?" George shouted over his shoulder, leaning back to peak his head through the curtain leading to the back storage room.
"What are you talking,you put those away yesterday," Fred replied from somewhere behind a stack of boxes.
"No I didn't."
"Yeah you did."
"No I didn't."
"Yeah you did."
"No I didn't! I asked you to do it!"
"Well...I didn't."
George paused. "Whatever. There's a few left out here anyway," he shrugged, turning back to the shelf he'd been rearranging.
Their shop had only been running for about 2 weeks, but already they were getting crowds and running out of their more popular products. George felt like he spent his whole days re-stocking and re-arranging displays, running back and forth between the back room and the front shelves. But he certainly wasn't about to complain.
The sound of the bell marking someone's entrance caught his attention again (even though it was about the eighth time it jingled in the past five minutes) and he looked up, catching sight of a familiar face through the crowd.
ooc: Come one, come all!! XD