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“Alright,” Adrien said with a determined tone. “Here we are. It should be easy, in and out, we can do it.”
“We will fulfill this mission for Mari-hime or die trying, Adrien,” Kagami answered with a tone a touch too serious.
“It’s just grocery, Kags,” he told her with a smile. “Not a mission on enemy territory.”
“Mari-hime trusted us with the mission of bringing her every one of the items on her list,” she told him with the utmost seriousness. “When you take into account that we never did grocery shopping by ourselves in Gotham, let alone in America, we can just as much consider this store as enemy territory.”
“O-kay, it’s official, now I’m nervous.”
“Don’t be, we are two inteligent people, we will do our best,” Kagami said with a serious nod. “Let’s go over the list again before we set a foot in.”
“I get everything on this,” Adrien started slowly, before pointing at something in the middle of the list. “Except this, right here. What in Plagg’s name is ‘Pumpkin Spice’?”
“I… don’t know,” Kagami said with a frown. “I didn’t know they made spices from pumpkins.”
“I don’t think they do,” Adrien said with pursed lips. “And it’s the only thing Mari wrote in english, maybe it’s a brand?”
“A brand for what? A spice?” She asked, tilting her head slightly in contemplation. “Jam? Drinks?”
“Ah… Should you call Mari to ask?”
“No,” she said before he could even finish his sentence. “We can find out by ourselves. It can’t be that hard.”
“You know what they say about that sentence, right?” Adrien told her with a raised eyebrow and a smile, making her roll her eyes.
“It’s going to be fine, Adrien.”
“Famous last words.”
They had been turning around in the grocery store for an hour and a half when Adrien lost sight of her. He didn’t lose her per se, he was just not sure of where she was at the moment. One second she was just beside him, and the next she wasn’t anymore.
He made his way back from where he came from, trying to retrace his steps to where he let her, only to find her two aisle down in intense conversation with a teenager a couple of years younger than them.
“Kags?” He tried, only for her to ignore him, making him raise his eyebrows in surprise.
“I’m sorry about your friend,” a voice said from beside him, making him startle in surprise. Not anybody could sneak up on him. “I’m Tim, by the way. And this is Damian, they recognized your friend as a fencer they like or something and decided to approach her. I tried to dissuade them but…”
“Ah, no worries,” Adrien said with a charming smile. The guy was cute. “Kagami seems happy to talk shop with them, so it’s fine. I’m just going to have to finish this on my own.”
“Maybe I can help,” Tim said with a slight smile, looking down at the list Adrien was waving around. “We already had everything when Damian spotted your friend, I can just let the cart here and help you?”
“Oh, yeah, that would be nice,” he told him with a grin. “I’ve practically got everything, I just need to find out what the hell is Pumpkin Spice.”
“You don’t know what Pumpkin Spice is?” Tim said with surprise as he put his cart beside Damian.
“I feel like it’s not the norm around here, but I’ve got absolutely no clue what it is,” Adrien told him, putting his own cart beside Tim’s. “In my defence, I’m pretty sure we don’t have whatever it is, in France.”
“It’s a spice mix,” Tim told him, starting to walk toward the end of the aisle. “You’re from France? You don’t have the accent.”
“Yeah, from Paris, and I learned to suppress the accent years ago, it was better for business,” he added the last part with a wry tone, before looking from right to left. “So, where do you find the spices in this place?”
“You know, I actually have no ideas,” Tim said with a contrit smile, making Adrien burst into laughter.
“Well, let’s find out together then,” he said with a flirting tone. “And, maybe you can give me your number on the way?”
“Ah,” Tim mumbled with a slight blush dusting his cheeks, rubbing a hand on his hair. “Yeah. Yeah, I think I can do that.”