That fun bell on the door rings again, and Leon makes his way into the apothecary, glancing around on the items on display with some curiosity. He's put off coming here for a little while now - it's been easy to find excuses to be too busy, between getting started at his new job and generally getting settled in - but it's about time he cut that out and get it taken care of. Chris did vouch for Sally, after all. It won't be that bad.
He approaches the counter with the kind of very deliberate poker face that loops back around into making it obvious that he's trying not to seem nervous and clears his throat.
"Hey, are you Sally Boyle? Chris Freeman sent me your way. Said you could help me out with a medication thing." He gestures with the envelope containing the prescription Chris wrote him.
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Date: 2024-03-18 05:32 pm (UTC)He approaches the counter with the kind of very deliberate poker face that loops back around into making it obvious that he's trying not to seem nervous and clears his throat.
"Hey, are you Sally Boyle? Chris Freeman sent me your way. Said you could help me out with a medication thing." He gestures with the envelope containing the prescription Chris wrote him.