[ There's a wave for the shopkeeper as they exist the building, though they're not going too far from the store. There may even be enough foot traffic that passersby may well stop and stare.
But first things first. Adjusting her hat to shade her from the sun, still reflecting brightly and hotly off the buildings, Sophia takes a seat on one side of the bench, expression expectant. The Porygon whistles and clicks, and floats under the bench to wait. It's shaded under here, after all. ]
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[ There's a wave for the shopkeeper as they exist the building, though they're not going too far from the store. There may even be enough foot traffic that passersby may well stop and stare.
But first things first. Adjusting her hat to shade her from the sun, still reflecting brightly and hotly off the buildings, Sophia takes a seat on one side of the bench, expression expectant. The Porygon whistles and clicks, and floats under the bench to wait. It's shaded under here, after all. ]