Day4 [ESA] Furry friends.

[Clover]

Time: Day 4, Late Afternoon
Weather: Cloudy
Warnings: Taxidermy?
Characters: Clover Foster and Ebenezer Dingo. [Closed]


Clover parked her bike near a light post. Carefully untied the rope that tied a box on the back of her bicycle. The box was closed with tape (badly taped by clover), the box contained several skins of small animals, rabbits, raccoons and a few squirrel. These were skins of animals that her father obtained hunting, he would sell skins to other taxidermists or taxidermy shops.
Clover picked the box with her arms.The box was high and when she picked it up, she couldn't see very well what was in front of her.
She walked awkwardly toward the door of the establishment: Ebenezer's Stuffed Animals Store - Traditional and Artistic.
Unable to get the door handle, Clover turned around and opened the door pushing with her back.
When she entered she almost stumbles, because she couldn't see right with the box covering her sight.

[Ebenezer Dingo]

Strong hands caught her shoulders, righting her up.

"There now, easy. I have tripped innumerable times on that threshold myself. Can I help you with the boxes?" The voice was deep and accented slightly with a lilt that seemed half-British and half-Australian.

"Oh, and welcome to my shop."

[Clover]

''Ehh, thanks...'' Clover put one of the boxes on the floor and nodded to the man's question. Then she looked around the shop,it looked nice,she liked it.
''Uhm my dad told me to bring these animal skins. I think you know him, Dale Foster.''

[Ebenezer Dingo]

"Oh, yeah, I remember him, he called me yesterday, I believe. Busy lately, you know how it is."

Ebenezer picked up the boxes and put them on the counter, pulling off the fedora he was wearing and tossing it onto the outstretched paw of a nearby stuffed black bear. The bear was wearing a top hat and a monocle.

He opened the first box and began to go through the skins.

"So, refresh my memory; did your father want to trade or to have these stuffed?"