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Caroline sighed as she watched the purple-haired boy hold the bag of sugar. "Shane, what are you doing with that? It won't buy itself."
He looked up at her. "I know; I'm looking for a gift for the farmer. Their birthday is coming up, and I don't know what to buy."
The green-haired woman smiled. "Ah, I see, here," she went towards the flower rack and handed a bouquet to him. "I think that'll get your feelings across."
Shane laughed a little. "Thanks, Caroline."