The next day.

Ann walked to the front of the shop. As usual, she knew who the customer would be and what would be desired. She smiled at the nervous young woman waiting at the counter.

"You must be Alexandra; welcome to my shop."

"Thanks. You're Ann, right?"

Ann nodded.

Alexandra placed the box with the dildo in it on the counter. "You know this thing is dangerous, right?"

"Ah, you read the manual. Anything can be dangerous if you don't know how to use it."

"Well, it worked for me and Thomas. Sorry I'm late returning it."

"No you're not."

Alexandra giggled. "You're right; but it's what you say when you give something back late. So Sarah picked it up just after ten?"

"Indeed. How did you know?"

"I glanced at the clock when Miss Krista aged to dust during the board meeting. Thomas says Sarah did too."

"Well, there were 953 years built up since the last late return. Now, would you like to browse the shop?"