““...Where does she get her supplies?" Winston held his gaze. Blinked. Licked his lips. Opened his mouth. Hesitated. Swallowed. Coughed. Finally responded, "The hardware store?" "The hardware store?" "Yes." Winston's head bobbed. "That's where she gets her stuff." "Is that code for something?" "No? Just the hardware store." ... "Any specific hardware store?" Asked Adrian. "Hmmm." Winston seemed to consider this. Then, "Nope. She likes them all.””
