for: @arjun-iqbal
The sunglasses were perched on the end of her nose as Belle examined the apple in her hand. Her companion had moved on to the tomatoes, but the perfect redness of the apples caught Belle's attention. If she didn't know better, she would think it genetically modified in some fashion. Yet those words were sinful in their current location. Selecting the best three, she put them in her basket.
"You are losing ground to a yuppie with dreadlocks, my darling." She took the tomatoes from Arjun's hand as he was elbowed away from the display by said yuppie. "Perhaps it is time we move from the produce to the art. It's beginning to smell around here."















