"A scream!" Dennis announces, rather pointlessly. He points with his wand. "To the store!"
He charges into Waterstone, almost colliding with customers coming out the other way. There's a weedy looking, white-faced teenager in a clerk's uniform and a 'Ask me about our 10% off offer!' precariously balanced on a pile of books on the desk.
"It was a- a- a- a-" The clerk stammers. "I don't know what it was! But it was one, and a big one at that!"
"Actually, I think it's pretty average for the species," Dennis said, "although it's hard to tell from pictures in -- I mean, which way did it go?"
There's a startled cry in the stacks and he bounds in that direction without waiting for an answer, calling back, "Come on, Sarah Jane!"
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He charges into Waterstone, almost colliding with customers coming out the other way. There's a weedy looking, white-faced teenager in a clerk's uniform and a 'Ask me about our 10% off offer!' precariously balanced on a pile of books on the desk.
"It was a- a- a- a-" The clerk stammers. "I don't know what it was! But it was one, and a big one at that!"
"Actually, I think it's pretty average for the species," Dennis said, "although it's hard to tell from pictures in -- I mean, which way did it go?"
There's a startled cry in the stacks and he bounds in that direction without waiting for an answer, calling back, "Come on, Sarah Jane!"