"Okay. Little Tiffy's still asleep, and I've got the whole shop set up..." Venelope thought to herself as she overlooked the potions lining up all of her shelves. She took a bite of her over-easy eggs while reading the daily newspaper. Of course there was news about this strange epidemic. That's all anyone seemed to talk about anymore. She slowly chewed on her smoked bacon as she thought about how this might help her business. Of course she wasn't a doctor, but she did stock potions that are what amount to cheap painkillers. This store didn't see a lot of customers, and she could use all the help she can get. Maybe it has something to do with people not knowing much anything about this place. It would seem the next item on Venelope's to-do-list is to get some better advertising. Maybe Tiffany could help her with that. She reached out to get her cup of coffee, but she reached too far and accidentally sent her cup falling over the counter and hitting the floor with a crash. "Oh no!!" the surprised girl quickly scuttled over to see the damage. That was her favorite cup too...oh well. She got the broom and dustpan to clean up the mess, then wiped the liquid up with a rag. Now that the spilt coffee was taken care of, the realization hit her that she should have been open ten minutes ago. So now she walked over to the door, unlocked it, turned the sign to say "open", and walked back to her counter to eat the rest of her breakfast...or at least that's what she wanted to do until she tripped on the broom and landed face first in her plate of food. Slowly lifting her face from the plate, eggs and bacon smooshed around her cheeks and in her hair, she took a deep breath and slowly walked to the bathroom to clean herself up.