~ ~ NIXIE ~ ~
We stopped in front of a new building this time. It had a door just like the hotel did but unlike the hotel, it didn't have an open space and was arranged in a specific order. There were people walking in and out of the place and others walking around with piles of clothes. Everyone looked so busy and focused that I couldn't help but imagine what was so important.
"What are they doing?" I asked.
"Working and shopping," Mr Grumpy asked.
"I don't understand it but can we get this over with?" I asked. "I am tired of these."
"Of course," he laughed, even though I don't understand what was funny.
"Welcome, sir and ma'am," a lady greeted us at the entrance.
"Get her something fitting," Mr Grumpy said. "As much as you can find. Make sure she likes them."
"Of course, sir,"
