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Esmee Carrow 
After pulling the door closed behind her, Esmee tucked her gloved hands into the pockets of her trench coat. The collar was lifted around her chin, making it less obvious when she turned her head from one side to the other to check her surroundings. She debated walking and browsing the mirror collection in the store herself instead of joining with Lucien, but quickly decided against it. The less time they spent here, the better.
It wasn’t difficult to find the head of hair that she looked for many a time in their activities and she soon found herself looking over the same collection of mirrors as he was. Whilst she knew the requirements, she also knew immediately that none of these were it. Still, she said nothing. The decisions were his to make.
She had other priorities.
He felt the shift in the air the moment the door to the shop was pulled open and while his connection with Esmee paled in comparison to the one he shared with Alphonsine, he
knew she had finally arrived. He waited patiently for her to join him and, as her familiar form flanked his left side, he permitted himself one intimate gesture and traced his hand along her (from shoulder blade to shoulder blade) as he moved behind her to pursue other options.
For the first time that day, Lucien found himself slightly less disappointed and selected one small hand held mirror from the display. One down and four more to go. Though this one he handed to her, it was her style. "
No trouble, I trust?"