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>Find the shops that will soon be your birthright to rule.

Hermione enters the mall, brushing her hair behind her shoulder with an elegant hmph, as the uglies follow close behind, Ugly 2 still holding the cage. While she could go look at the mall map, gawking at directions was for low-class peasants. She would walk confidently, and be self-assured in her mission, and surely she would find a Rockefeller store eventually.

“ohmigosh, what are you gonna get?”
“do you think hermione would actually pay for anything?”
“yeah, of course, we’re, like, who she hangs out with”
“i kinda wanna get a purse from [Popular Brand]”
“whaaaat but that’s like 800 dollars”
“yeah, but she’s paying right????”

The chatter of her followers is rather annoying, but she continues scanning the storefronts.

>> € (M4 Perception roll: 83 = Success) << (Notice… something?)

As she walks, she blinks. Then she stops. Then she turns back. Her groupies watch her, concerned. “Is something wrong?”

Hermione stares at [REDACTED]

“Like, what are you looking at, Hermione?”
She’d never been in a mall before, but that didn’t really seem like it belonged… right? Hermione thinks… then she shrugs. She couldn’t care less. The four continue walking.

Eventually, she finds a store with her family name. The only store in the mall with the family name, in fact. ‘Rockefeller Construction Services- Branch Office.’ Needless to say, the groupies are a little antsy, but they try to mask their impatience.
“Uh, can we, like, go shop for clothes? We know some really good places, Hermione!”

>…Well. You’re now reminded that Grandpa Rockefeller always said opening luxury stores would be ignoring the family’s roots. What now?