“Can I help you?” She asks politely and I nod, feeling relieved because I have no idea about what I need. I explain I am looking for some fish. She then tells me a list of crap I forget instantly and instead of telling her that, I nod my head and make suitable noises while pretending to understand what the heck she is talking about. However, lucky for me, Drake is listening when she frowns, making me tune back into the conversation.
“I don’t think the fish will last three hours in their baggy.” She says, pursing her lips and looking around the store and I huff. Now, what then? She holds up a finger and wanders off, returning with a box in her hand and a small bucket.
“So you might need a pump for travel; it plugs into the lighter socket of your car.” She says, showing Drake and he nods.
