♠ for Violet!
♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.
“Okay, I’m aaaalmost ready...what do you think, Vi? Vi?”
Lacuna giggled and did a little twirl for her informal critic, sending her ribbons and braids fluttering in her full dance attire. She was fully aware that Violet’s mouth was wide open in awe, but mercifully decided not to tease her about it until the Gang Member regained her function of speech.
“You do this every time, what do you expect me to say?” Violet finally muttered with light annoyance, her cheeks bright red with embarrassment. “You look beaut-beau...”
Lacuna leaned forward expectantly as the now tomato-faced Nighthawk managed to stammer out beautiful, as if she had never spoken the word before. Satisfied, the performer cheerfully straightened up and wagged her finger at the Gang Member. “Practice makes perfec-eeep!” she squeaked as Violet suddenly pulled her closer with a tug on her slender wrist.
“Are you sure you have to go out tonight, Princess?” Violet murmured in her ear with a wink. “I could use some more practice saying those words...”
It was her turn to flush pink, and Lacuna turned towards her friend with a pouting sigh. “You know I can’t do that. I have to make some money too, you know...” she whined, prodding a scolding finger into the Nighthawk’s chest. Sighing resignedly, Violet slowly undid the purple choker around her neck and placed it into Lacuna’s hand.
“You almost forgot about this,” she scolded lightly, standing up and giving Lacuna a bemused once-over with steely eyes. “Show anyone who gives you trouble my ribbon, and they’ll leave you alone for sure.”
“Will do!” answered Lacuna gratefully, giving the Gang Member a quick hug and flying out the door, Violet looking after her as she went to entertain the excited masses once again.