It was days later and Sparkle could swear he still had the taste of chocolate milk and ketchup in his mouth. Which was an interesting combination when combined with all the myriad scents around the shop today. There were some nice spring scents out, motly with words like 'blossom' in the name, but Sparkle was coming to learn that 'apple blossom and pickle brine' was not a combination that one necessarily wanted to have filling one's senses.

And on top of it all, he'd brought some accessory pieces for his final project at school, which meant that he was alternating between popping TicTacs like his life depended on it and sewing between customers.

What a Wednesday.

[OOC: Open!]