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I Think She’d Be An Amazing Person

“I’m not sure I understand the concept of pick and mix,” Suit Guy said.

“What’s there to understand?” I asked.

“How do you know the product is sanitary?”

“You have to trust in your fellow shoppers not use their hands.”

“And kids?”

“Their parents stop them.”

“Have you seen the kids tearing around this supermarket?”

I took a look around us and watched a boy about the age of seven pick his nose and then surreptitiously place the booger on a nearby shelf when his mother wasn’t looking.

“Point taken,” I said, returning the scoop I held to its slot.

I stared at the liquorice allsorts for a few seconds and then sighed.

“I don’t like the green ones,” I said.

Suit Guy walked over to the lollie aisle and started sifting through the packs of allsorts until he found one with less green ones inside. He turned around and handed it to me.

“Why did you do that?” I asked.

“You don’t like the green ones. This packet has a minimal green per allsort ratio.”

I stared at him and stared at the packet and then looked at the dozen or so packets he’d gone through on the shelf.

“You act like I’ve done something strange,” he said.

“You have,” I pointed out.

He stared at me, then said, “Has no one ever done something for you simply because you wanted it?”

“I didn’t want this.”

“Didn’t you?”

I huffed out a breath of air, realising he was right.

I’m always right.

“You’re strange,” I said, placing the liquorice allsorts in my trolley.

He smiled.

We walked toward the canned goods aisle.

“Have you been reading?” he asked.

“Yes,” I said, with decidedly more enthusiasm.

“And do you think you know your audience a little better now?”

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