Ed's still considering the shower when another customer wanders down the aisle. This time, it's a small red-haired woman. He pays as much attention to her as he can get away with, without being noticeable; he'd rather not be kicked out, but he'd also not like to be snuck up on, either. At least, that's until she stops, turns, yells, trips and flails. A nicer, more polite person might ask if she's okay, or perhaps apologize for startling her. While Ed is not without capacity for politeness, he's not... particularly invested in using that. So he starts slow clapping from inside the ominous display shower.
"Eight out of ten. Almost flubbed it but saved it with the finish," He says, opening the shower's glass door to step back out. "It's like a car wash in there. Showerheads everywhere. I think there's even a wax option and an air freshner dispenser."
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Date: 2016-12-03 05:38 am (UTC)"Eight out of ten. Almost flubbed it but saved it with the finish," He says, opening the shower's glass door to step back out. "It's like a car wash in there. Showerheads everywhere. I think there's even a wax option and an air freshner dispenser."