[b][u][center]10:40 AM, Flower Power floral shop, Coast City[/center][/u][/b]

Jessie spent the next few minutes helping her customer pick out flowers, doing her best to hide the fact that right now, she'd even rather watch the boxing match on the crappy TV than be doing this. Well, maybe not doing her 'best' to hide it, considering the occasional frustrated glance she got from the other woman. Not my fault though, Jessie though, plucking a few roses to add to the sample bouquet. If this lady wanted someone who was interested in helping, she should have waited around for Jessie's mom to get in.

The bell above the door chimed again, blending with the tinny crowd sounds from the TV in an annoying cacophony. Jessie turned to glance at the newcomers, inwardly cursing as she recognized the kid, the annoying and hyperactive son of her current customer. She tried to keep her smile pasted on as she nodded towards the other guy, who she seemed to recognize from somewhere... Shaking the feeling off, Jessie turned her attention back to... Lisa? Maybe? No no, still wrong. It seemed now that her son was here, the lady's attitude had shifted slightly, becoming a little more aloof.

"Tell you what dear, how about I just keep browsing for awhile with my boy, and if I need any help, I'll... Well I'll ask the owner over there." Possibly-Lana-No-Nevermind-Wrong-Name said after a moment of hushed whispers and sidelong glances with hyper-kid.

Jessie blinked a few times, taken aback by the sudden switch in gears. "Oh! Well okay then, I'll uh... I'll let him know." She said with a more genuine smile and she headed for the corner where her father was watching the post-match interviews and observations. "Hey dad, they want to deal with you, I'm going out for a few minutes!"

"What?" Her father asked, turning and raising an eyebrow in her direction. "Why me? What'd you do, Bug?"

"Father, I am wounded!" Jessie said, false mockery filling her voice as she headed for the stairs. "I did nothing! I had my customer service smile on and everything!" She cried as she disappeared upstairs for a moment before coming back down with her backpack slung over her shoulder. "I'll be back soon, I have to see a man about a cow. Or horse? Pig maybe? I'm not coming back without some kind of livestock!" She yelled as she left the store, bell jingling behind her.

"I swear, we lose more customers when she works..." Gerard said, standing up from his chair with a groan before heading over to Lauren and Kyle.

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Jessie dashed down the sidewalk at a sprint, keeping a tight hold of her backpack to make sure it didn't jostle too much. The electronic shop a few blocks away had emailed her to say her new RPi came in, and if she could make the coding work she figured she might be able to get eye-tracking controls to fit onto her goggles telescoping unit. And of course she could get the coding to work, lines of computer language loved to talk to her.

If only people on the sidewalk weren't SO SLOW... The street was too crowded to just pop down a few blocks, so she had to slow her run and fall into step, giving a quick glance to the people she was sharing the sidewalk with. Coincidentally, one of them had a familiar face... ( [@Ceta de Cloyes] ) Now that she got a closer look at him... He worked at the gym! And she felt as though she may have seen him around campus too? Small world... Jessie thought for a moment about the coincidence, she could sure use a gym buddy, especially if she were going to get into the 'economic liberation' business, and who better than the guy behind the counter.

Slightly out of breath, Jessie turned to her neighbor and stuck out her hand, grinning. "Well hey there! Fancy seeing you again two minutes later, right? I'm Jessie, I run the flower shop with my parents. You work at the gym right?"