Jun 28, 2009 17:16
“Oh, you gotta go designer at this level.” The store clerk (who probably has a fancier title than that in a shop as discreetly expensive as this) is earnest. And pushy.
But Harmony’s made of tough shopping stock. “I’m not going to go fancy just because it looks better. It’s a question of taste. Mr Angel is... very particular.”
The clerk sighs, accepting. “Okay, okay, no human. Not even AB negative.”
Harmony smiles; it’s good to be gracious to your beaten foe. “I’d like to see something in a blend. Maybe with otter?”
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(Franz Ferdinand song title: Shopping for Blood. Hee!)
ETA: on expert advice, now in US-English!
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