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“The Big Donut...? Well, at least it wasn’t hard to find...” With a click of a button, the bulky KaneCo. air cruiser flickered and shimmered, shrinking to the size of a small jeep-- in appearance only. Hopefully nobody would try to park in front of the story while she was busy. With that out of the way, Julie stepped towards the shop, and a lopsided ‘closed’ greeted her in the doorway. Still, she could see someone...very short moving around behind the counter. That must have been her mystery donut girl she was looking for. Perfect. Julie pushed through the doors, bells jingling in welcome, toolbox in hand as she approached the register.
“Uh- hey! Donut girl, right? It’s me, Julie- here to fix your air conditioner.”







