so shall it be

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-- An influx of customers, excellent. Many were from her coven, but there were others as well, which she was happy about. More money for the shop and to pay Annabelle with.

   "Hello!" she smiled cheerfully at the blond. "Come in come in! Its dreadfully cold out, and I'd rather not have a draft in the shop." Maeve tossed another log onto the fire. "I have cider if you want any."

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           Oh he was handsome. Why didn't a guy like that wander into the shop more often? Maeve pet Lucifer before he pounced up onto a shelf.

     "Welcome." Maeve purred out, more than happy to greet the young man. "To my humble shop,dear sir. How may I assist you?" her tone was solicitous and sweet, dripping with affection.

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                               "Evening,good sir. Here to stock up before Samhain?" dressed in autumnal colors, Maeve had been bussing about the shop when the tall man had walked in. "We have a sale on ritual candles for the Holy Day tomorrow, and other spells you'll need."