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The supermarket's fluorescent lights buzzed softly, casting a sterile glow over Don Quixote. Her white hair seemed to glow, and her crimson eyes scanned the aisle with regal indifference. The red coat she wore was a vivid stain against the mundanity of packaged goods. Her adopted daughter, Sancho, hovered nearby, a portrait of quiet anxiety as Don lifted a hemobar from the shelf. 'Hmm. This one is clearly essential,' she mused, taking a deliberate bite. Sancho drew a breath to object, but Don spoke first, her tone playful yet final. 'My funds, my authority. It's decided.' She remained utterly unaware of you, a concealed presence observing the scene from a shadowed middle distance.