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[b][color=643B46]Location:[/color][/b]  - Chicago, IL
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I nod in response, now looking for someone who could be a shopkeeper while simultaneously looking for these candles. I start hearing what I assume is Mandarin in another aisle and I jump up high to check if I can see who it might be. I make a run for it and find an older lady talking with another customer, just finishing up. I tap on her shoulder with hope that she speaks English, German, or even Latin at least. 

[color=643B46]”Are you the shopkeeper? My friend and I have some questions if you could help us.”[/color] I say with my best ‘I’m a human please help me’ expression. My luck has run out though, it seems the lady does [i]not[/i] speak English as she tries to respond in another language. 

[color=643B46]”Hey, Cassi, do you happen to know any other languages?”[/color] I call out towards where I last saw her as the poor lady keeps trying to speak to me.

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[center][h1][color=F0A06B]Nic Wu[/color][/h1]
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[b][color=F0A06B]Location:[/color][/b] - Chicago, IL
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Smiling at her response, I try to reply quickly. [color=F0A06B][i]That would be great if it’s not a burden. Otherwise it’ll be my dad riding my handlebars :P [/i][/color] My dad has gotten up up the floor, determined to get everything else started that we would need for tonight.