<div class="floatleft">(http://i1087.photobucket.com/albums/j480/Erion2451/mary-elizabeth-winstead-Wallpaper1_zpscae57f5b.jpg)</div><strong>Name/True Identity:</strong>Gwendolyn “Wendy” Daring (Wendy Moira Angela Darling)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Curios shop near campus<br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Wasting time<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Good morning, Sophie,"</strong>she replied, her English accent still pronounced despite spending a few years in the States.<strong>"How are things?  I haven't seen the children today.  Are they already off to school?"</strong><br/><br/>Sophie was amongst the few on Anaheim Island who still called her Wendy.  A remnant of a time when she was bright-eyed and full of hope.  When she still saw teaching at Walter Roy University as an adventure, before the job had begun to become monotonous and unfulfilling.  Perhaps that was simply one of the many charms "Le Shoppe" held for her.  Besides the treasures "Le Shoppe" held which made Gwendolyn feel like a girl, Sophie's French accent made her feel a bit more at ease.  While there were several English born professors at the university, for some reason, the classy, sophisticated tone of Sophie's voice simply made Gwendolyn feel like she wasn't such a foreigner.<br/><br/><strong>"The doll is very lovely.  It's gown reminds me of one I used to wear when I was about your children's age,"</strong>Wendy shared before walking down the aisle to where Sophie stood.<br/><br/><strong>"How's business been?"</strong>she asked.  Small talk with Sophie had become one of the brighter moments in her day.