After that the little old lady wanted to take a peek at “that darling purple and green sequined clutch, you sweet girl”, and after that, there were multiple perfumes to be spritzed and sniffed, and somehow Dinah ended up serving as the little old lady’s personal shopper for the next half hour.
“What” she said to me and Cinnamon when we finally marched over ad reclaimed her. “She was vertically challenged! And plus her fingers were like gnarled twigs. She couldn’t push down the perfume thingies. And anyway, we’re going to be old one day. Don’t we want people to help us?”