[ In the background, music is playing, as is appropriate for a record store, a song also quite appropriate for Kimberly, if Baby was asked. He's actually not that hard to find in the store itself, stacking a bunch of boxes of records to be put into display later behind the counter, the lean shape of him stretched out as he balances box on top of box.
He runs the back of his hand over his brow when he turns around, giving Kimberly a grin and a wave, his smile turning sheepish. ]
Well, where did you go look? Because, for what it's worth, this is the only place I've been today.
[ He winks, just as the back door is nudged open, Otis trotting out, tail wagging happily. He probably heard Kimberly and decided to get up from his old man's nap to say hello. ]
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He runs the back of his hand over his brow when he turns around, giving Kimberly a grin and a wave, his smile turning sheepish. ]
Well, where did you go look? Because, for what it's worth, this is the only place I've been today.
[ He winks, just as the back door is nudged open, Otis trotting out, tail wagging happily. He probably heard Kimberly and decided to get up from his old man's nap to say hello. ]