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It was a relatively quiet day at Steppin' Out, Sburb city's local shoe store.
The store was place of employment for several unfortunate souls, including Vriska Serket.
Row after row of shoes lined the walls and several aisle ways, arranged by style. Some kids ran wild, trashing the store and knocking shoes off shelves as their mother tried on clearance rack dress shoes. Vriska tuned out the carnage before her, leaning on the counter and letting her mind wander as the store descended further and further into ruin.
The current assistant manager, who was picking up behind the kids, looked to be at her wits end. Current, Vriska thought, 8ut not for much longer. Any day now she'll quit. And then her jo8 is as good as mine.
Heaving a heavy sigh Vriska straightened up, anticipating a customer any minute now.