It just so happens to be Shrieky's turn to do the grocery shopping as well, He's done a circuit of the shops in Badside, but there's a few specialty items he's looking for as well, that only the shops in Mafaton stock. Which is why he's here now. Holding a basket full of spices and a jar of something he just couldn't get anywhere else, as he lines up behind Ivan in the grocery.

There's a certain lingering scent in the air, one that seems familiar to him somehow, in some way that he can't place. It takes him a few moments to figure out that it's coming from the person standing in front of him. It would be rude to tap the person on the shoulder and ask what the smell is, so instead, Shrieky leans forward, closes his eyes, and takes a few inquisitorial sniffs of the man.

It's so familiar! Like a perfume that someone he knows wears... Shrieky begins mentally cycling through his list of friends to try and remember who, and takes another sniff of Ivan's back.