“No, no,” Daisy admonished, waving Amelia’s concerns away with one hand. “I’m completely fine- although I’m afraid we can’t say the same for that,” she continued, giving the now-shattered mirror a backward glance over one shoulder. Shrugging callously, Daisy gave Amelia another beaming smile, enlarged doubly by the forgotten enchanted gloss.

Leaning one hand on the display counter, which had now taken on an even more destroyed appearance, Daisy eyed the fallen tubes doubtfully. “I hope no one from the front desk heard all that,” she said, attempting to glance over the aisle unsuccessfully.