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[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

[Anya is sitting behind the counter of the Magic Box, like she does most days. And she's going over one of the ledgers like she has been lately since Giles keeps making her double check everything. But she's still watching the patrons out of the corner of her eye.

If there's one thing Anya hates, it's people who loiter around and never buy anything. They are the leeches of Capitalist society, as far as she's concerned.]

If you don't want to be thrown out of the store, I highly recommend you actually purchase something.

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you're so sweet ;__;

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

Nice to meet you. And thanks, for your help. [He thinks this chick is weird is hell, but his foster mama taught him right dammit.]

<333 I try my best.

[withoutshrimp.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. I hope you come in for many more seance candles in the future.

well you succeed~

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

If these work out, I just might. [He lies with an easy smile. It isn't as if Dexter has much interest in people who are already dead. But he waves his Magic Box bag cheerily before making his exit. Finally, he thinks.]