Pokes. "Make Clay a Veigar costume. Quick."
Her heart just melted… How a Yordle such as Tulip which has few years ago barely reached full maturity could have such a distinct motherly instinct was anyone’s guess, but it sure kicked up a notch as she listened to the request of the smaller. “Sure! I’ll try my best, it’s been a while since I have sown something bigger.” She quickly closed up shop, before offering her hand to Clay, nodding towards her apartment upstairs with a gentle smile.
That his request was acknowledged so quickly was a delight to Clay. He's asked around at the other shops prior--an ice cream parlor, a barber shop, the grocery--but they all laughed and sent him off. It was the right decision to come to the Flask Lady.
Both his paws shot up and he latched onto her outstretched hand. "Up we go?"















