Pigeon is NOT a stellar shopper. She tends to get distracted by all the packaging and she doesn't much care for that NEW smell. She is out hunting for a small gift for a friend. One labrynthine store isle leads to another and now she finds herself deep in the gag gift section at Hirons. Pigeon is convinced she cannot live without the ice tray that freezes little anatomically correct hearts. She's gone and eaten an entire tin of pickle bandaids (she couldn't help herself), and she's somehow left her car keys inside one of the many fanny packs she tried on earlier. All is not lost! Pigeon is settled on a Freida Cahlo magnet set for her friend, and since it is a clear cool November afternoon out there, she will walk home. Pigeon is also NOT a stellar flyer.