Andrea watched and listened as she set about entering supplier invoices on her computer, matching them against purchase orders and PODs and adding them to that month's payment run. This was something she would normally have done on Sunday, but as Kaileigh seemed to be managing, Andrea felt she could take the time to be productive. She started to intervene when Garry Andropolis started to flirt shameless;y with the teenage girl, only to be distracted by a delivery arriving. She opened the back door and watched as the small van reversed up to the loading bay. The driver was someone she knew, as he always delivered  to her except when he was n holiday or sick. He had a cheerful smile and a friendly manner, and he was delivering statuettes. These were the 'normal' ones. The special ones came from an entirely different supplier.<br/><br/>Andrea counted the two dozen boxes off the van and then had a bad feeling. She signed for them quickly, and left them stacked there on the dock, as she headed back inside, just in time to see Kaileigh vanish beneaththe counter as two customers flounced out of the shop. She muttered under her breath and trotted nimbly to the front door. "Oh Mrs Evans? You seem to have forgotten your shopping bag..."<br/><br/>Mrs Evans looked around. "No, I have it right.... Oh!" She lifted her hand and realised that all she was carrying was her purse, and that her groceries, that she could have sworn she picked up, were dangling from Andrea's hand. She turned around and headed back to the shop.<br/><br/>In the mean time Andrea had stepped behind the counter, picked Kaileigh up off the floor, pulled the scanner plug out of it's socket and put it back in again, watched for ten seconds as it re-initialised, and scanned the packets of herbal tea that Charlie O'Connel was waiting patiently for. The sweet old man was married to a stunning redhead about a quarter of his age and frankly he needed those herbs to get him through a Saturday night without having a heart attack! "Better than all the little blue pills in the world!" He croaked as he handed over the cash.<br/><br/>Mrs Evans came back in and looked around impatiently for her shopping bag. Andrea Smiled warmly at her. "Ah, there you are. Here, I brought it behind the counter so no-one would think it was going to blow up  or anything..." She laughed softly, then indicated the the book sitting on the counter that Mrs Evans had abandoned there, after pausing just long enough for Mrs Evans to open her mouth to reply. "You know, that's a very good read. I'm not sure I agree with all of the author's conclusions, after all she seems to suggest that if  magic<i>were</i>real then we'd all be able to use it to a certain extent, which is quite clearly ridiculous, Don't you think?" She waited just long enough for Mrs Evans to draw breath to reply, then added, "Of course, I'm not going to comment on the 'Real Magic In The Real World' thing. I get enough of that as it is, from those<i>Evangelicals</i>." She somehow made the last word sound as if she were saying something like<i>Creepy slimy tentacle monsters</i>. Again she paused just long enough for Mrs Evans to feel she ought to say something, and then went on, "But I'm sure you will enjoy reading it. That will be thirty four dollars and ninety five cents for each if you please."<br/><br/>It wasn't until Mrs Evans was back outside the shop, walking away and looking forward to reading<i>Real Magic In The Real World </i>by Ariadne Zeffolonte, that she realised that she had bought the book after most definitely deciding that she would never ever return to that shop. And the odd thing was, she had originally selected it as a gift for her rather strangely behaved step-sister. What on earth was she going to get the woman as a birthday present now...? She sighed and opened the carrier bag. She certainly didn't remember buying<i>two</i>copies, and yet there were two copies in the bag. She shrugged and smiled to herself. At least that was sorted.<br/><br/>Andrea looked around the shop. "Right. I think that's enough handling the sales for the moment. I left the back door open. Go through that door there," She pointed at a door marked "Staff Only" next to the door to her office, "Go straight down the corridor and you can't miss it, it's right in front of you. Outside on the loading dock there are two dozen boxes marked fragile. Carry each one carefully and put them neatly in the stock room. That's the door on the left of the back door as you look at it from inside. Labelled 'Stock Room', and opposite the door marked 'Kitchen', which is a kitchen. When you have all the boxes in, close the back door. It is held open by a hook, so you'll need to unhook it. Make sure you are inside when you close it as it will lock itself. Then go into the kitchen and make me a cup of coffee, please? There's a pod machine and a stack of pods of my favourite blend. If you can't figure the machine out, come and get me..."<br/><br/>She smiled, paused, and pulled Kaileigh into her arms, gave the girl a hug then whispered in her ear, "You can do this! Believe in yourself!"