The scene unfolding before her is textbook Economics 101: Supply and Demand. There is a seasonal product made in limited supply. When one factors in the cachet of being made by a reputable chocolatier, for a holiday where giving sweets is the norm, it's only natural that fists are flying. She remembers reading reports of people being trampled for toys and beaten for beverage containers in old news data banks. And while she likes sweets, she doesn't crave them enough to join the battle. The intellectual stimulus of watching Captialism in action will satisfy her.
At least until she catches sight of a fluffy pink critter wriggling its way free from the throng. The sight seizes at her heartstrings. Poor little thing, she thinks, hoping they're alright. More selfishly, she'd love to pick them up, rub her fingers in their soft fur, press her face to them and breathe deeply. In spite of all the luxurious amenities, she can't ignore the longing for her pets. All six of them. As that comes to mind, a new concern is raised: should that critter even be eating chocolate? It might already be injured, and could get sick on top of that.
Rounding the corner in her pursuit, the sight of a beautiful woman with the same chocolate box catches her off guard. The color of her hair is also noteworthy, since it's so similar to the animal she saw before. Of course, she doesn't want to make any assumptions about this woman, either.
"I wasn't, actually," she replies, "I was looking for an animal that might have run past here. They looked a little beat up, so I was wondering if they were okay."
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At least until she catches sight of a fluffy pink critter wriggling its way free from the throng. The sight seizes at her heartstrings. Poor little thing, she thinks, hoping they're alright. More selfishly, she'd love to pick them up, rub her fingers in their soft fur, press her face to them and breathe deeply. In spite of all the luxurious amenities, she can't ignore the longing for her pets. All six of them. As that comes to mind, a new concern is raised: should that critter even be eating chocolate? It might already be injured, and could get sick on top of that.
Rounding the corner in her pursuit, the sight of a beautiful woman with the same chocolate box catches her off guard. The color of her hair is also noteworthy, since it's so similar to the animal she saw before. Of course, she doesn't want to make any assumptions about this woman, either.
"I wasn't, actually," she replies, "I was looking for an animal that might have run past here. They looked a little beat up, so I was wondering if they were okay."