Dawn glared at Spike over the rim of a bright orange plastic mug. "You can blame Andrew and Xander's display of inept juggling last night for the new cups." She still couldn't believe the garish plastic replacements the boys had sent in apology. Somewhere there were happy meals missing their toys.
"The real stuff is safely under lock and key." She jingled a key. "You just have to sniff them out."
open_on_sunday — challenge #204: china / chinese
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