America has seen hell. And it is retail. She leans back from the pushy sales people, though the items they're trying to shove at them don't alarm her one bit. Not in a world with Otto Sump's products still on the market.
"Looks like an antique version of Hondo-Cit." It was just a brief observation before she starts glancing at the party, then herself, to check out the changes. When had Kubo shrunk? Why was everyone clutching papers? She glances at the test in her hand and scowls. She'd never made a 30 in her life, what was this nonsense? When did she let her hair grow so long?
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Why was she wearing a skirt to get tugged on anyway?
She's been here for all of thirty seconds and she hates this mission already.
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"Looks like an antique version of Hondo-Cit." It was just a brief observation before she starts glancing at the party, then herself, to check out the changes. When had Kubo shrunk? Why was everyone clutching papers? She glances at the test in her hand and scowls. She'd never made a 30 in her life, what was this nonsense? When did she let her hair grow so long?
...
Why was she wearing a skirt to get tugged on anyway?
She's been here for all of thirty seconds and she hates this mission already.