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As promised (threatened?) over radio, Summer's students would be receiving an email (or squirrel note, for those less technologically inclined) that morning:

Hey, guys! So, yeah, we're not going to be meeting for class today because omg screw that, please just stay safe or if you're not the 'stay safe' type (U KNOW WHO U R), don't be stupid. Still, just because the island's going coocoo for Christmas puffs right now doesn't mean you're getting out of your final! It's just that instead of presenting to the class your business ideas, please just email me some sort of proposal so I have something to go off of. Obviously, bonus points for presentation, but I also totally get that we've got other things on our minds right now, so just do what you can or whatever, and let me know if there's any questions.

Don't get eaten by killer reindeer or giant stockings or whatever else the island decided to make us deal with today!

--Summer.
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It was definitely portal time for class this week, because Summer was definitely not going to program a danger shop sim for something she could just arrange a class trip out of, so for once they were actually meeting in an actual classroom where she'd scheduled the portal for instead of the danger shop one. Which sort of still felt funny to her, in a weird sort of way.

But, anyway.

"So I know a lot of you already did the whole mall Christmas shopping thing this week for the assembly," she started, "but, guess what, you're doing the whole mall thing again, only it's different because this is going ot be a mall in space, where there is no Christmas shopping because why would people in space celebrate Christmas? And shopping is only one aspect, and just a small aspect," this was a total lie, they were absolutely going to a space mall just as an excuse to shop whilst in class, "of our trip. Our main goal is for market research," which was code for an excuse to shope whilst in class, "for your final projects, because next week is our last class of the semester, and so the whole goal is to have you develop throughout the week a good pitch for a multidimensional store or business that you'll present to the class next Friday. So this is a good way to get a feel for some of the multidimensional market, get inspired, maybe see what's lacking.

"Also," she added, hefting up a large duffel bag, "we're in luck, because I managed to pin down a dimension where shrimp chips actually are a form of currency, so this stock pile I've been building up over the semester is going ot really come in handy for you guys if you actually do want to buy something. I just have two rules: no weapons, because that's definitely going to come back and bite you in the ass somehow, and no pawn shop sex robots, because that's how you wind up with alien nephews who want to destroy all of humanity because your brother sucks at being a dad."

A pause.

"At least, in my experience, anyway. So, everyone, grab a bag, and let's get ready to do some shopp--I mean, some market research!"
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Since the classroom sim for the Danger Shop wasn't just for irony these days, that was what the students (and guests!) were being given for their setting for class this week. And it was definitely set up like you'd expect a high school classroom in a typical high school to be decorated for a holiday party, with streamers and some cardboard decorations just stuck to the wall and a plastic Christmas tree banner hung over the blackboard. But all the desks were shoved aside to make space in the center of the classroom, the main desk at the front had a festie tablecloth on it, as well as tons of canisters of shrimp-flavored Pringles and jello (sorry, kids, you were definitely getting non-alcoholic ones because ohmygod, no), and then there was a long table at the other end of the room with four chair proudly declared the Judges' Table with a big banner.

Oh, and eggnog. Soooo much eggnog.

And Summer, dressed appropriately in just one of the terrible sweaters she would be wearing that day, beamed at everyone as it was time to get started.

"Sooooo," she started, "as you all may have gathered from Nina's email, today's class is going to focus on competition. Namely, an ugly Christmas sweater competition, in which you all have the opportunity to present a case to our helpful panel of judges," she gestured to the judges table, where she herself would be soon sitting along with Iris, Tisarwat, and Cait Sith, because all of those choices made perfect sense for judging a holiday sweater contest, "as to why we should pick yours as the worst-best sweater of the bunch! Now, since this is economics, there is an opportunity to do a little trading here, albeit something generally frowned upon: bribery. There's plenty of jello and shrimp chips to use to maybe grease the palms of the judges or maybe convince your fellow competitors to drop out. Or maybe you want to run a nice smooth clean and honest competition. Who knows? It's up to you and all your fellow students. You'll have some time before the competition to figure it out and get ready, and then we're off, and we'll announce a winner at the end. Any questions? Just remember, have fun, take some time to admire each other's sweaters and get ready, and then we'll begin."
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Okay, so Summer had somewhere between the radio broadcast and the start of class to hatch a sort of plan, one that she thought was really sort of brilliant, so by the time she actually got to the classroom, she was feeling pretty confident and excited to kickstart it into action.

"Okay," she said, grinning brightly, and then having a moment of that grin almost completely falling off her face when she saw that apparently this class consisted of mostly all gorgeous girls plus Troy, which, um, could totally a be problem, but it was fine! She was going to roll with it! None of them, after all, had apparently been deemed worthy enough to teach a class! About pretty much just shopping.

"So, like, hi! I'm Summer, I'm apparently, like, totally leading this class today, which I'm really super excited about, and I hope you guys are, too! We're going to have so much fun! And, like, I was thinking, soo.....economics, that's basically just spending money, right? And so that's, like, shopping. But also, that's things like food and movies and, you know, dating stuff And it's important to support local economies, right? So we're taking a field trip! Let's go, everyone!"

To the Perk!

Because she was getting that coffee date, dang it!

"Okay, so," Summer continued once they were all there, "now that we're all here, what we're going to do is pair up, buy some coffee, and, like, totally stimulate the local economy through adorable dating culture! And since I'm the leader of the group this week, I'll take the lead and get things started, so I guess I'll just piiiiiick...." Totally looking over the other students and making a very tough decision here, "....Troy! Sure! Why not, right? So we'll get our coffee and show you guys how it's done, and then you guys can pair up and do the same! Should be fun, right?" She laughed, rolling her eyes like it was the most obvious question in the world. "Totally! Okay, so, let's get started!"
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While there certainly was something admirable in the fact that Summer-chan was so devoted to making the most of her sangria night that she had a contingency plan in place, Shunsui also couldn't help feeling like being organized and planning for that sort of thing was just a wee bit...extra. But she was right, he did owe her one for subbing for his class last week (even if he had never actually asked her himself; he had Nanao-chan to thank for that), and so sub for her class he shall. And while the early hour was a little less than ideal, he at least had a very simple and easy-to-execute idea on just what he would teach the students that morning.

And that was experience.

"Ohayōgozaimasu, my little economic ducklings ♥!" he greeted them, outside the danger shop, because that was apparently where Summer-chan had her class meet, though they would not be staying there. "For those of you who don't know me, I am Shunsui Kyōraku, another teacher here at the school and owner of a lovely little shop in town you may have heard of called Turtle & Canary ♥. Unfortunately, your usual teacher is a little indisposed this morning, but, luckily for her, and all of you ♥!, I have been gracious enough to take up the mantle and instruct you in the ways of Multidimensional Economics ♥."

Ugh, even saying that name felt like too much heavy lifting.

"And to do that," he continued brightly, "we're going to be taking a little field trip ♥! Follow me, ducklings ♥!"

And, with that, and a swirl of his robes, Shunsui lead the way, out of the school, into the town, and straight into...Turtle & Canary.

"What better way to learn about multidimensional economics," he announced proudly once they were all inside the door and getting increasingly concerned looks for Apu, who had not been informed of this, "than by working in a multidimensional store ♥! Here, we can use our time together wisely so that you may have the experience of cashiering, of putting away stock, of keeping things all nice and tidy...there are many ways for you to gain that first-hand knowledge that is far more valuable than anything that can be learned by merely sitting in some stuffy old classroom ♥!

"Feel free to take charge of whatever aspect of this very functional lesson in business you'd like, but if you're not certain of where your talents could best be applied, I'm sure the ever-diligent and wise Apu-san here would be more than happy to find you something to do ♥."

While Shunsui would be available behind the counter, clearly so that he was absolutely present in case anyone should need assistence in running the register, and not at all because it was the best place to nap without it seeming like he was just planning on napping through the entire rest of the class if he could...

[[ and since this is taking place in town, I encourage anyone and everyone to ping in as customers if they'd like! <3 though there is the usual friday post for your class-unrelated T&C needs as well! ]]
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"Good morning, everyone!" They were in the danger shop classroom again, because this class had definitely proven to her that even for normal lessons, holding your class in a sim had its benefits. "It's been a rocky couple of weeks in this class where I kind of feel like certain things have managed to knock it a little off-kilter, so today, we're going to sort of try to get our focus back, and we're going to do that with a sort of group project. We've discovered a few different aspects of multidimensional economics, but I think one thing we can really focus on that will be useful is the development of an idea that will be ultimately successful in the multidimensional marketplace. The best example of this is, obviously, something you've all become familiar with this semester, the plumbus. How did the plumbus become such an ubiquitous multidimensional household item? What are its secrets? Can we attempt to capture that kind of lightning in a bottle for ourselves?

"The first step, I feel, in developing successful strategy is knowing what the consumers want, and figuring out how to fill in that gap in their current economic landscape. For example, I noticed a trend that something like jello was very new but popular with people from a certain galaxy, and so I was able to fulfil that unexplored niche to create a mildly successful jello shop in space until I had to blow it up for unrelated reasons. If things hadn't gone the way they had, there could have been some real potential to tap into that market. I saw a gap, filled it in, and boom! Success! But sometimes the gaps aren't as easy to spot, and that's where something like market research comes in.

"You know those super annoying surveys that pop up on YouTube when all you're trying to do is a watch some tutorial or pop culture drama? It's kind of like that. Today, we're going to work together to come up with some questions we can put together for a marketing survey to get a finger on the pulse of what kind of economic venture we coudl pursue for success on a multidimensional level. Once we've had some good questions gathered up, I'll shoot it out to the multiverse, see what comes back, and next week, we can discuss where there might be a chance bring our own plumbus or space jello franchise to the table. Make sense? We can also take some time to survey each other, too, because maybe a great idea is lurking there in the mind of one of your classmates already, we just need the right kind of market data to really bring it to light."

And with this class? Honestly? Summer just wanted to see what sort of questions they would come up with. This class was about 5% her actually trying to teach business stuff to them, and 95% her own sick fascination and amusement at this point.
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"Well, good news, everyone!" said Summer happily once the students were there, in the danger shop, in the classroom sim that was even more hilarious when doing something that a totally normal classroom would suffice for. "Thanks to one of your fellow classmate's very convincing arguments, we are actually going to have a movie day today. But it's not going to be a movie about economics. It's going to be a movie about spiders.

"Consider it a lesson in how even when you make a bargain, it's not always going to be quite what you expect.

"Also, I've actually been personally involved in an entire global economy being completely overtaken by telepathic alien spiders before," was she going to explain how involved? No, of course not, "so in a round-about kind of way, there is maybe some multidimensional economic value in this. I don't know. If you're feeling ambitious, maybe write a paper about it. I'll even read it and everything."

Until then, enjoy the movie day, kids.
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Danger Shop Classroom time?

Danger Shop Classroom time! Which meant that this week's class wasn't going to be too wild or anything like that, which was fine, because Summer figured everyone would have been distracted by homecoming anyway, and even though they had a week to get back into the swing of things after the school trip, she was pretty sure no one would mind a light class.

"So," she started, "advertising. Let's talk about that today, because it's one of the most effective and sometimes insidious tools a businessperson has in their arenal to push their products on the unsuspecting masses. Why else do you think somehing like, say, a plumbus, is so multidimensionally ubiquitous, particular dimensions such as this one notwithstanding? I'll bet if you asked around, no one could actually tell you what a plumbus really does. All they'll tell you is that it does everything you need it to do and that everyone should have one, but I've never heard anyone talk about it beyond that. How did it get to be so popular then? Advertising.

"For those of you who come from dimensions and worlds with a strong media presence, I'll bet there's at least a handful of jingles or commercials that are so ingrained in your brain that that you'll never forget it or it's actually work itself into your psyche so deeply that you don't even realize how much its influenced who you are, how you talk or associate with something, personal preferences, et cetera, etc cetera, blah blah blah. Because effective marketing could do that.

"Let's take a look at this," and here Summer moved to the front of the class to pull down a screen over the blackboard which held a simple poster declaring 'Hungry for Apples?'. "A very clear rip-off of 'Got Milk?' that my actual father, who very obviously used to work in advertising, until he pitched this, came up with and immediately got fired.

"So your assignment today? Try to see if you can come up with a better way to advertise apples on a multidimensional scale that's better than..." She sighed, giving a distasteful look back at the poster, and a gesture, "this.

"Real low bar for everyone today. Also, if you actually remembered that there was a psuedo-assignment last week and you bought a weird souvenier from Europe to show off, we'll hit that up first to get everyone's brains going, and then we'll get into marketing apples better than my deadbeat dad. Anyone ready to get us started?"
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"Good morning, everyone!" Summer greeted the class eagerly as they met in the Danger Shop yet again, although it was the Danger Shop running her Absolutely Normal Classroom sim because that would never not be hilarious to her, even more so when she could have run an actual simulation for what they were doing that day, but decided not to.

Look, sometimes, you just had to make your own entertainment.

"So, today's class is actually inspired by recent events," she gave a small nod to Eleanor assuming she was there, "and we're going to tap a little bit into some creativity, because today we're talking about returns and how to handle them, and while I thought we could run a good sim of some aliens in dead-end customer service jobs who want absolutely nothing to do with your bullshit, that's pretty much what every day life is like, anyway, and I thought it would be way more fun if we each tried to take turns in both roles with each other and do a little role-playing with it."

Because she'd learned very quickly in this class that there was no way even she could program aliens as entertaining as this handful of students bouncing off of each other.

"So here's the deal: take some turns as both customer and customer service rep, and work against each other to figure something out. The customer will approach the rep with a product and complaint of your own imagining and see if you can't convince the rep to process the return. Reps, feel free to be as lenient or as stubborn about it as you'd like. Everywhere has its own policies for this sort of thing, right? So we'll just see where it goes!

"Oh! And one last thing. I am totally going to be that teacher that gives you an assignment for the break week, but it's extremely relevent to the class and it's not really, like, a normal assignment that's actually work. But, for those of you who are going, we'll be going to a different continent next week, so, while it's a little bit smaller potatoes than multidimensional, there's definitely some economic considerations going to be at play here. And my mission to you all, if you choose to accept it, is to make sure to find at least one really interesting or really bizarre or just really different from what you would normally find where you're from souvenier to bring back with you that we'll discuss in next next Friday's class. I will totally even reimburse you for it up to a certain dollar amount." Because, yeah, she had some money she was still trying to burn through from her Chopped win, but she wasn't about to burn through that much. "So basically: buy something weird next week on my dime so we can do a trip-based show-and-tell. Not too bad, right?

"And with that said," she tossed a smile around the fake classroom, "let's tap into some of our inner Karens and try to return some crap for ridiculous reasons."
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When Nanao Ise had come into Summer Smith's office last weekend and called her the 'new Jane Porter,' she had no idea that she was being so...prophetic. Because somewhere between doing radio and getting to the school, the gremlins weren't quite done with Summer, which resulted in her bustling into the classroom in an eager flurry and with a very British accent.

"Welcome back, class!" she said. "I would just like to say that you all did a marvelous job last week with our exploration of primate communication; truly, I have never seen such excellent grunting! You did very well, you would make wonderful Papio anubis, even if it's not exactly the way of us Homo sapiens!" Here, she couldn't help laughing at her little joke there. "Today will be less grunting...or at least I should hope!...as we talk first and foremost about the classification and taxonomy of Primates."

Best to get comfortable now, children. There was a long ride ahead of you.

Monkeys and Babboons and Lemurs, Oh My! )

"So who would like to go first?"

Assuming any of them were still awake.
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Did parents who visited for the weekend ever come drop in on class? Summer's own time as a student here was sort of a blur of parties and pancakes at this point, and her family couldn't have cared less about dropping in on her classes, and she'd been oh-so-handwavily emailing at least one concerned not-really-guardian on Nina's behalf regarding cirriculums (cirriculi?) since last week, so maybe optics were on her mind a little bit more this week, but, yeah, at least the class wouldn't have to worry about anyone on fire in front of their parents and loved ones this time around!

She made no guarantee about the ants, though.

But she did figure somehting like a nice field trip would seem in the realm of the subject matter and offer a nice little Fandom touch because that meant working through portals, which could be novel for any visitors. Hopefully, this class being the early one meant no one would bother, but who knew? Some of these kids were real nerds, and those emails proved that some of their not-quite-guardians were real big nerds, too.

"Okay, everyone!" she greeted the class brightly, gesturing toward the portal she had Portalocity send to the classroom to save time. "It's a field trip day! Today, we're going to one of the multiverse's top plumbus factories, where we can get an inside look at how one of the most well-known and ubiqitous products in my known multiverse, the plumbus, are made! And you can chat with the people who make them and sell them and see how things that make the multidimensional economy really run. So, everyone in through the portal, and we'll get an exclusive tour, and the chance to take home a certified, freshly made plumbus for you and yours when we're finished, too! Let's go! And please, keep your hands and arms and other appendages to yourself. I was told there was an incident with another multidimensional school who had a tour here a few years back, so let's make sure to not be added to that kind of list, okay? Especially not when I'm sure you all want to be in one piece for your visitors, if you've got them."
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So Summer was already having a bit of a morning and was feeling like her weapons run weekend with her current space bestie could not come soon enough, but she still had a class to deal with, which sort of made the fact that a petty and vindictive squirrel tried to usurp her radio spot with one of her own students. Troy seemed like a good kid, though, so nothing against him, she just felt a little bad that he somehow managed to get wrapped up in it.

Either way, it left her feeling like maybe she should do a little more planning in advance for her classes for days like today, but she figured this one wouldn't be a bad one, and it was still probably better than just sticking them with a movie, right?

"So," Summer started, as they gathered in the danger shop, which was set up to look like a appliance store, with things marked down to ridiculous prices, according to the signs, some of them even free, "today we're going to start with one of the lessons I have planned for you guys that have to deal with business ethics. Because one thing you definitely learn when dealing with economics on a multidimensional level is that everyone has them, but literally none of them are the same, and something that's totally kosher and cool in one quadrant of the multiverse could actually turn out to be the most offensive thing you can imagine in a business transaction in another one. This just means that research is usually pretty important when you're about to embark on a new business venue, but sometimes, you just don't have the time, and you have to go in blind and hope you don't mess it up, and that's where having your own set of business ethics can come in handy, because that's at least, you know, a start.

"Today, then, we're going to see where you stand on a particular situation, see if your classmates agree, and, if not, we can talk it out and discuss with each other on why we feel the way we do about whether or not its right or wrong. And please, keep it civil. It's only first period, and already, I have dealt with way too many altercations and fights, so let's keep it that way.

"Onto our scenario! From here, I think I'll let our 'guest' take over. Everyone, please give a warm welcome to Mr. Ants-in-my-Eyes Johnson."

And that was when a relatively normal, though somewhat sweaty middle-aged man who did, indeed, have ants in his eyes stepped forward to give his schpiel [[CW for R&M clip, which means weirdness, gross humor, and, in this one, someone catching on fire]]. "I'm Ants-in-my-Eyes Johnson, here at Ants-in-my-Eyes Johnson Electronics! I mean, there's so many ants in my eyes, and there's so many TVs! Microwaves! Radios! I think? I'm not...I'm not a hundred percent sure what we have here in stock, because I can't see anything! Our prices...I hope!...aren't too low! Check out this refrigerator!"

He gestured toward a washing machine. "Only two hundred dollars!

"What about this microwave?" This, at least, was a microwave, though it had a sign that clearly stated 'Free!' on it. "Only a hundred dollars! That's fair!

"I'm Ants-in-my-Eye-Johnson, everything's black! I can't see a thing, also, I can't feel a thing!"

This was when his wild gestures managed to bring his arm close to a gas stove that someone had turned on, catching little flames on his sleeve, because there were definitely people walking around and doing things like that and also just taking things. "I can't feel a thing, either," very clearly, as the flame was slowly creeping up his arm, "but that's not as catchy, as having ants in your eyes, so that always goes, you know, off by the wayside. I can't feel! It's a very rare disease. All my nerves, they...they don't allow for the...for the sensation of touch! I never know what's going on! Am I standing, sitting? I don't know!"

Summer, where did you get that bag of marshmallows and a few sticks, anyway?

"Alright, guys," she said, tossing those things on a table, "so here we go. We've got a shopkeeper blinded by ants in his eyes who is also on fire and oblivious not only to that, but everything else going on. What are we doing?"
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Instructions would lead the class into the danger shop today, where they would find themselves immersed in a nice, generic 'this is obviously a space bazaar because the sky is yellow and everything is made out of sleek metal, though there is a certain sort of disheveled feudal rusticness in the details' settling, bustling with aliens and people and animals of all sorts.

"Welcome back, you guys," Summer started once everyone had gathered and had sort of had a chance to take in the scene. "Today, we're going to be talking a little bit about the barter system, which is perfect, because last week we actually managed to get a good taste of the basic fundamentals of that. Now, in societies where money hasn't become a thing yet or they just decided to without it, most trade and economic transactions are done through bartering, which is basically trading goods and services for other goods and services, for example, Eleanor's decision to share her shrimp chips with people in exchange for margarita mix. She had something that--for some reason--other people wanted, and, seeing an econimic opportunity there, albeit after I pointed it out, realized she could get something else she wanted out of it.

"And actually," Summer continued, "we got to see two different aspects of what might potentially drive a market in there, too, which was great. Arabella pointed out that she wouldn't have been interested in the chips if it weren't for the fact that Eleanor clearly thought highly of them, therefor increasing their preceived value, and Troy then started to want them as well, because it was something everyone else wanted, which only drove the market for it even more. Eleanor then had the supply, which gave her to ability to demand a price, and that price was margarita mix!" She beamed at the class, opening up her hands a little. "Look at that! You guys were already putting into practice some of the basic aspects of economics without even realizing it, how neat is that?"

Super neat, because it made her job so much easier!

"Anyway, I figured we'd continue on with the already perceived value that we've established for shrimp-flavored Pringles for today's exercise. In this here space bazaar, there are many different vendors with things you may or may not want, including the very popular Shrimp Pringle vendor. This society doesn't have a monetary system, and all trade is done through bargaining and bartering. Your goal, then, is to find the best way to get as many Shrimp Pringles as you can, because those are clearly the hot item on the market today, and the more you have, the quote-unquote richer you will be. But the Shrimp Pringle merchant knows he's got the good stuff, and he's not going to make it easy for you. So start in the bartering process to figure out what they're willing to trade for it, and how to obtain those items. You may need to barter with several different vendors before managing to get to your goal, but that's the whole point. Figure out what the market is demanding, and then figure out how to work that to your advantage to get what you want and really put the squeeze on that shrimp chip market.

"Any questions before we begin? If not, I'll leave you all to go get your barter on. You all have one tube of shrimp chips to get you started, too."

[[ while I muddle my way through some ocd that's probably good for now. ]]
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Hopefully, all the proper venues of communication had gone out to let the students know that they'd actually be meeting in Turtle & Canary for their first lesson, but there was a note on the door of the designated classroom for this class just in case, and then she waited until it looked about time to start before getting into it.

"Hey, guys," she offered with a smile. "Most of you already know me, but I saw a few unfamiliar names on the list, so hi, I'm Summer, and you're all assumingly here for Multidimensional Economics, where we'll explore some of the more interesting aspects of doing business in a multidimensional setting, things like supply and demand, trade resources, expanding your market, knowing how to deal with a wide variety of economic systems and products, blah blah blah, so on and so forth, while also totally getting to shop in some really interesting places.

"And Turtle & Canary here is a really good place to start with all of that, because serving an island on a multidimensional nexus can lead to a lot of interesting economic situations, conundrums, and products. I owned this store a little while ago, not long after I graduated from Fandom, actually, then sold it to its current owner, and now I'm back as manager...long story, but we'll get into it when we discuss exploring untapped markets in the multiverse...not to mention working at two different versions of a Needful Things store in two different dimensions, one significantly stronger on the whole 'selling cursed items...but not for money' thing than the other, so, needless to say, I've got some experiencing juggling some interesting stock for some interesting customer bases. It's definitely a trip, and you're, like, constantly learning some really cool stuff...and also a lot of stuff you probably wish you could just as easily forget.

"But for today," she said, finally seeming to wind down into some sort of conclusion, "I'd like you guys to start getting your feet wet in this wide world of multidimensional economics by getting a little familiar with some of the weird ass shit that's available even in your own friendly neighborhood general store. Take some time, help yourself to a Squishy if you'd like, and look around a little. I want you guys to find something that you've never seen before or seems really weird and strange, and then bring it back up to the counter. When everyone has found an unfamiliar product, then, I want you to take a moment, tell us who you are, and then do your best to try to sell us on that product, even if you have no idea what it is. Because, honestly? When it comes to business and selling, most of it is pretty much based on how well you can bullshit your intended audience into believing that they need to buy the thing that you're selling, even if you don't believe it yourself.

"Is that ethical? Probably not, we'll get into that in a later class about ethical business practices. But for now? Go forth, find some weird shit, and then come back here and try to sell me on it. Oh! And if you don't know already, try to just avoid the cheese section, if you can. Cool. Any questions before we begin?"

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