needs more medicated lip balm.
Marah says that I need to take us to The Dress Barn, and she's sick of us dressing her in boy clothes
all the time. (I think she's referring to how our nice clothes are not, for the most part, tailored specifically for women.)
I can take a nap while Marah's out, if we're shopping, and I leave her strict instructions to not go over ten bucks if at all possible, and wake me up if she really really really thinks we should go over twenty. Not in one transaction, or at one place, but in total.
Marah comes out when I'm tired anyway.
Marah had the brainstorm that we should wear stone-coded necklaces to say who's who. I'm to get a lapis one, N%'s to get a rose quartz (though N% thinks she'd prefer that clear blue stone), Marah has a jet-or-lookalike necklace, and Dagger can choose between hematite or garnet.