( once we were young and we were crass enough to care )

[breathesdust]

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[And that's when a tourist walks right in. Truth be told, finding the shop was as hard as the young lady painted it to be. Luckily enough, the heir has more than enough time and patience to spare for this sort of adventure. With a long, expensive jacket on his shoulders, he walks in silently with enough care to mind his step and pay attention to all the articles on display. His gaze eventually leads up to the higher shelves, standing in one place with his hand in one pocket.]

[breathesdust]

[ For a moment, Mally doesn't even realise that someone has entered the shop. Lost to flicking through pages all about next season's fashions (that she couldn't afford), she was surprised when she noticed that she wasn't alone. It was quite usual for tourists to come in noisily. She glanced up curiously, quiet for a moment. ]

Can I help you?

[corporatevalue]

[He turns his head, just noticing the human presence further into the shop. He raises his eyebrows before forming a smile, turning her way. Does he dare to take another step, though?

...Let's not risk it for now.]

Hi. I was starting to wonder if I'd picked the wrong antiques shop.

[breathesdust]

This is likely to be the only one you would happen to find in a thirty mile radius around here.

[ She smiles faintly, resting her chin on the palm of her hand. ]