“Oh sugarplum there is nothing wrong with that color or outfit but your skintone is making you look like a clown. Come in here and let me fix that for you.”

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“Oh sugarplum there is nothing wrong with that color or outfit but your skintone is making you look like a clown. Come in here and let me fix that for you.”
Shopping | Open
“ Look do I look like the type to wear something and return it? I could own this whole store if I want to, but these shoes are last season and on top of that the heels are different sizes. You might can play this game on someone else, but not me. Now get my my refund before I hex you into next week.” She glared at the manger, crossing her arms over her chest glancing at her watch, knowing someone was watching her.
“ Hey, don’t give me that look. I don’t normally behave like this, but this place is known to strongarm the weak and stupid.” She said without glancing up.
Violet smiled as the weather warmed and she took a seat outside with her favorite book. It wasn’t spring yet but it was close and she was just excited to be reading outside once more instead of being all cooped up and worrying her flat wasn’t warm enough for her plants.
“You know you want to come out with a drink with me. It’s been too long.”
“I’ve seemed to have lost my niffler...” Correct. The creature was in his pocket one minute, and now, was completely gone. Vanished and most likely to be causing as much trouble as it could in regards to taking what didn’t belong to it. Hop was never one to behave completely, even if Emrys kept the creature content with a number of shiny items.
“...If anyone has come to lose anything, I do apologize! I will make sure it is returned!” He laughed weakly, “That is, so long as I can find him.”
“Did you ever considering not being dull. Maybe then people wouldn’t mind you chatting them up”
“I had no idea paintings could be such conversationalists… Merlin’s tits––what time is it?”
Hestia nodded along to everything the person was saying, even if she didn’t know what it was, they could be asking her to join he who should not be named for all she knew. She was too busy enjoying her ice cream cone to pay attention. “ I’m sorry, but you can’t give me ice cream and expect me to pay attention to anything else.” She grinned.