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After a long staring contest, the clerk asked, "Why would you need to thicken Jell-O?"
"Because
" Dee began, his ears starting to burn. He swallowed. "Well, so the Jell-O stays thick, even after it gets
warm?"
The clerk snorted, plucked the Thique-It out of Dee's hands, tossed it back on the shelf, and marched to the counter without even glancing back. Dee realized he was going to puke. Luckily, emesis buckets were in the next aisle. He whirled about, ready to run, only to find the young woman standing right next to him.
"Oh, hey! You're a cutie." She craned her neck up to study his flustered face. "I've got what you want," she said, her dark eyes merry. She led Dee into the crowded supply closet, and pressed a battered, narrow tin into his hand. The yellowed label read, SRU Thickening Agent.
"You guys have a generic label?" Dee asked.
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