Originally Posted by Starbreeze

Just when Poppy was beginning to get comfortable a second young woman, asking about some department about bowls or something, approached. The only thing she understood correctly was the law part and that was probably in the second level. Maybe some crazy head had began cursing bowls to kill people who ate from them? No soup for Poppy tonight. handing her the sticker, Poppy replied, "You're looking for the second floor, sweetie. You take the--" What in Merlin's beard was the girl doing now? "What's wrong with your face?" Poppy asked and began laughing hysterically at the girl. Was that a smile!? She was laughing so hard she was crying. "Oh, darling..." She began as he pulled a handkerchief from her handbag and wiped off her tears. "No, no, no, no, no, no." Poppy said taking the same handkerchief and covering the girl's mouth with it. "You should get that checked, darling." Poppy advised, giggling. It looked like her mouth was having a seizure. "So... what were you aski-- fufufufufu!" She tried to contain herself, covering her mouth, but she couldn't hold it. "Oh honey." She shook her head. "What did you want to know? Oh, right! Take the lift--" She motioned towards it. "To the second level." She was ready to burst into hysterical laughter again, but tried as hard as she could not to.