Ob leans against the wall, waiting for Pandora to come out of the dressing rooms. He watches the two men trying very hard to fade into the background of the store. Flipping open his cell, he calls Silk, letting her know they are being followed again. He first noticed them when he and Pandora had stopped for dinner. They had been watching from the coffee shop across the street.
The clerk asked him if they needed anything else right now and he shook his head. Her eyes followed the jeweltones in his locks. Suddenly her eyes widen. "I know you! Your band plays at the Twisted Tit!" Her gaze darts to the changing room as Pandora comes out in a lovely watercolored dress. The fabric flowed and the front gathers left lots of room to grow.
"Did your sister-in-law have her babies?"
He nods, telling they had just come from seeing them. The clerk turns out to be a regular at the tavern, but only after her shift ends. She nods to the two men, offering to get in their way when Pandora and Ob are ready to leave.
He thanks her, but tells her no, instead asking if anyone has noticed a redhaired woman in the shop. She is not sure, but will ask the other clerks and let him know at the Tavern later. She tells Pandora to leave what she doesn't want to carry, with her. She will have it delivered the next day. Ob steers Pandora to another rack, laughing as her eyes light on the small dresses.
"Chloe will need clothes too, mi amor... and perhaps we pick something for Tara and Tomas as well?"
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