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"We're out of chocolate."

Zoe glanced up at the bare shelf. "I see that."

Iolanthe smiled, reaching up to trace the line of Zoe's jaw. She was all curves, no angles or harsh lines. The pink tips of her blonde bob framed her face, drawing attention to swollen lips with traces of custard clinging to them. "You heading home?"

Pink tips, pink triangles painted on the walls: you had to be ignorant not to catch onto the way she looked at Iolanthe. "Are you?"

Someone had to clean the store. It also meant she wouldn't have to listen to Jack complain tomorrow. "No, I've gotta clean up."

"Mind if I stay?"