4 [ visual / location: taxon mall ]
When the tablet clicks on, a peppy Extra girl with pigtails - obviously a store worker - is busy praising a stuffed, yellow toy bear with a jar of honey clutched in its paws to Brennan who in turn looks extremely bewildered. Finally the scientist shakes her head at the toy the Extra is trying hard to sell her, frowning.
"No, this is wrong. First of all, bears aren't tangerine yellow. Second, they are potentially dangerous creatures with very little mental capacity for whimsy, more likely to devour a small child than anything else. Besides, I don't know any children I could give that to, nor do I have any progeny of my own."
The Extra gives Brennan a confounded look in return, but reverts back to her mindlessly cheerful self soon after and launches into another spiel about the nearby dollhouse.
"I'll just... go browse on my own," Brennan cuts her off and brushes past the Extra without second thought, wandering amidst the rows of colorful toys.
Brennan doesn't even know what she's doing in the toy store, to be honest. She was at the mall to look for a Christmas present for Angela, knowing she was cutting it close as the holiday was mere days away - though she's not a fan of Christmas or anything related to it, Angela's friendship is important to her. But Brennan had a habit of getting preoccupied with work at the Jeffersonian, plus the kissing incident with Angel some days prior (she still fought an uncharacteristic wave of awkwardness every time that crossed her mind) had left Brennan somewhat wary about venturing out into the crowds again. Today, she'd finally decided to go during lunch, but the throngs of people and the cheerfulness and the jingles got on her nerves quickly and she'd ducked into the toy store strictly to get a moment of peace; it seemed to be relatively quiet compared to the rest of the mall. But now that she's here, she is getting visibly more fascinated by the things filling up the shelves every passing minute.
Pleasantly surprised, she spies a section of educational toys up ahead and steps closer, picking up a junior paleontologist kit. Dig up your own dinosaur! the packaging proclaims next to a picture of a fossilized Velociraptor mongoliensis. Idly, she figures Parker might like it, given his interest in the prehistoric beasts. Frowning, Brennan pauses at the thought. Why is she thinking about getting a gift for her partner's son who isn't even in Taxon? Shaking her head at her foolishness, Brennan places the kit slowly back on the shelf. She knows she really should stop wasting time, but then the chemistry set catches her attention and she can't stop herself from picking it up for closer examination.
"No, this is wrong. First of all, bears aren't tangerine yellow. Second, they are potentially dangerous creatures with very little mental capacity for whimsy, more likely to devour a small child than anything else. Besides, I don't know any children I could give that to, nor do I have any progeny of my own."
The Extra gives Brennan a confounded look in return, but reverts back to her mindlessly cheerful self soon after and launches into another spiel about the nearby dollhouse.
"I'll just... go browse on my own," Brennan cuts her off and brushes past the Extra without second thought, wandering amidst the rows of colorful toys.
Brennan doesn't even know what she's doing in the toy store, to be honest. She was at the mall to look for a Christmas present for Angela, knowing she was cutting it close as the holiday was mere days away - though she's not a fan of Christmas or anything related to it, Angela's friendship is important to her. But Brennan had a habit of getting preoccupied with work at the Jeffersonian, plus the kissing incident with Angel some days prior (she still fought an uncharacteristic wave of awkwardness every time that crossed her mind) had left Brennan somewhat wary about venturing out into the crowds again. Today, she'd finally decided to go during lunch, but the throngs of people and the cheerfulness and the jingles got on her nerves quickly and she'd ducked into the toy store strictly to get a moment of peace; it seemed to be relatively quiet compared to the rest of the mall. But now that she's here, she is getting visibly more fascinated by the things filling up the shelves every passing minute.
Pleasantly surprised, she spies a section of educational toys up ahead and steps closer, picking up a junior paleontologist kit. Dig up your own dinosaur! the packaging proclaims next to a picture of a fossilized Velociraptor mongoliensis. Idly, she figures Parker might like it, given his interest in the prehistoric beasts. Frowning, Brennan pauses at the thought. Why is she thinking about getting a gift for her partner's son who isn't even in Taxon? Shaking her head at her foolishness, Brennan places the kit slowly back on the shelf. She knows she really should stop wasting time, but then the chemistry set catches her attention and she can't stop herself from picking it up for closer examination.