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She bustles cheerfully around the room, shoes clicking softly on the lino floor. Deftly, she transfers samples into bottles and labels them. She invites complete trust; she knows her job well.
A woman bustles past him in a hurry. His tail wags halfheartedly as she passes, hoping for a friendly pat. He looks crestfallen for a second, then resumes his watch on the shop door.