"Oh- Gotcha!" It's quite the sight, really, Birdie scampering around the soda shop in a sundress and wide-brimmed hat, reaching up after a butterfly- only to exclaim victoriously, when she caught the insect, lowering it to eye level and peering into clasped hands. "I'm sorry! you must have a very busy day to get to- but you can't do it in here! You'll end up in somebody's root beer float! And I try not to have anybody eat bugs unless they know waaaay ahead of time I put a bug in there." She's making her way to the front door when it opens, bell clinking and heralding the arrival of a customer. "Oh! Welcome to Pop and Lock, honey! One second!" She opens her hands, shooing the butterfly out into the open. "there we are, everybody's where they belong, now!" She plants hands on her hips with a serious nod, then turns to the visitor with a smile.
"Oh! Afternoon Will! What can I get together for you, baby? I'm only here a little bit longer- Got to teach a 9 year old how to play the clarinet in an hour or so- the joy of music never rests, and all that."
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