[Unlike previous visits, Something Old Antiques doesn't appear to be quite bursting at the seams in antiques and wares as usual. It's still plenty of items lying around the place, but about half a dozen of the inventory has disappeared since the earthquake. The Rube Goldberg device isn't standing upright at the moment, but it seems undamaged and it surprisingly doesn't take up much room. Just a pathway or two through the shop has been blocked.
The Dians themselves are, once again, appraising items, looking through forms, and keeping a notepad connected to the network each on hand. They look up briefly at the sound of the door opening before turning back to their work.
Then they do a quick double-take. Bursting into smiles, they race over to their buddies. Isaac, who sat at the end of the counter, simply gets up from where he was. Miria, all the way behind the counter, jumps over it.]
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The Dians themselves are, once again, appraising items, looking through forms, and keeping a notepad connected to the network each on hand. They look up briefly at the sound of the door opening before turning back to their work.
Then they do a quick double-take. Bursting into smiles, they race over to their buddies. Isaac, who sat at the end of the counter, simply gets up from where he was. Miria, all the way behind the counter, jumps over it.]
"Ez!
Luci!
How've you been, old pals?