Cell Phone Pack

[Pendragon]

Name: Cell Phone Pack

Description: Two identical cell phones. Black design, with red flames painted over it. A slim flip phone, perfect for any teenager.

[L.A.C.R.I.M.O.S.A]

The unkempt, gray hair of an older woman stuck out from behind the counter top, the shopkeeper deeply occupied with rearranging a few boxes that had just been dropped off by a rather flustered delivery man only several minutes ago. A few grumbles combined with several sharp obscenities flew from her lips as she struggled with the new shipments, aggravated with the abundant amount of tape that had been so "intelligently" placed atop the folds.

For a brief moment, the woman stood up to wipe the newly-formed sweat from her brow, straightening out a few kinks in her stiff back and legs before combing back her frizzy locks with nimble fingers, but it was then that she was aware of another presence in the room, her head snapping around in Pendragon's direction as she squinted furiously in attempt to make out his face. Seeing as it was no use, she retrieved a pair of thick-lensed glasses from within the depths of a grease-stained apron and used her shirt as a means to wipe off a bit of dust that had accumulated on the partially-cracked lenses. She put them on, pushing them far up on the bridge of her nose and wiping her dusty hands on her apron before taking a good look at the guest. Her jet black eyes were magnified nearly threefold.

"Ah!" came her chipper voice as if she were greeting an old friend whom she hadn't seen in ages. "Welcome to the shop, dearie. How can I help you?"