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“You do security systems for houses—alarms and that?” “We do indeed, madam.” Fuck off with your ‘madam’ Claire thought, this isn’t Harrods. “I’m thinking of getting a system installed—alarms and CCTV, that sort of thing. You do all that?” “We do indeed, madam,” he repeated, failing to keep the condescension from his tone. “Ok, good. Perhaps I’ll come back when the owner’s free?” He looked like he was trying to swallow a toad. She could see his incredulity almost choking him and she took the chance to try and sneak a final view of her man, who proved to be still in deep conversation and oblivious to her presence in the shop. “I’m reasonably sure I will be able to...” the manager began before she smiled and interrupted him. “No matter, I’ll come back. Thank you.” She exited the shop