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[oohbigdaddy]

Why don't you all come down to The Wishing Star today? I'm having a little party, free food for all, and if you need a little trim or your nails done it's on the house! Come and see me! ♥

[A small map, mostly in pink, is sent as well! Those who actually venture to the shop will hear bright and upbeat music playing from inside. Inside, they'll find

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[action] -why do I get the feeling this is going to be hilarious

[iamjustatourist]

[Harry was really just trying to find his way to the library, and he must have taken a wrong turn, because this clearly wasn't the right building; bright pink everywhere, cheerful music playing, and a severe lack of books. He has to raise his voice just slightly to be heard over the music]

Excuse me, what is this place? It doesn't seem to be the library.

[oohbigdaddy]

[Actions- BECAUSE IT IS.]

[Lottie's little shop is certainly not the library, but Harry might be about to educate himself on nails and female fashion despite his plans to the contrary.]

Of course it's not! Welcome to the Wishin' Star, suga! Come on in, sit a spell. We're having a fine time!

[iamjustatourist]

[Harry had no plans to educate himself on the subjects of nails and fashion but it seems a little inevitable in a place like this]

The Wishing Star?

[he takes a few more steps inside at her prompting. This place is a little overwhelming to him, what with all the pink and the loud noise. And the fact that it is filled with NOTHING BUT WOMEN as far as the eye can see]

I'm... not entirely sure I belong here, Miss...

[oohbigdaddy]

[Inevitable indeed. He may have faced horrors and hellishness, but now he'll have to face a different otherworld. Not fog, but pink. Thankfully, it's free of monsters. Unless you consider hoards of ladies monstrous.]

You bet! Isn't it just the bee's knees?

[She pulls up a chair for him, just beaming.]

Of course you do! Everyone belongs at a party!

[iamjustatourist]

It's... certainly something.

[he honestly doesn't know what to say and he feels trapped here, in the oddest way possible, more by the obligation of his own tendency to be polite than actual reason. He sits in the chair, just blinking for now]

Thank you. I suppose so but this seems to be more of a ladies' party. Are men really welcome here?

[oohbigdaddy]

Isn't it? Oh, it's just the best!

[In pretty astonishing speed, Lottie bounces away from him, and bounces back with a plate of food and a cup of lemonade.]

Darlin', everyone's welcome here! We just have a few more ladies in than gentlemen at the moment.

[iamjustatourist]

It is very... well, you've decorated it very well.

[Harry is a little astounded by the speed but he doesn't say anything, just takes the plate and the cup with a small, almost embarrassed smile]

Thank you.

[he scans the room, wondering if this is such a good idea]

Well I guess I can help even the ratio a bit, at least.

[and he forgot to introduce himself. What are manners, Harry?]

My name is Harry Mason.

[oohbigdaddy]

Oh, thank you darlin'! I try, I really do!

[She's good at hospitality, if nothing else. And certainly speedy! If she was okay with food service, she'd probably be a grade A waitress.]

You're so welcome! And darlin', the ratio needs some evenin' out. You're just doing us all a favor.

[She beams, and then curtsies.]

It's just so good to meet ya, Mr. Mason! I'm Charlotte, Charlotte La Bouff! It's just an honor!

[iamjustatourist]

[a fairly embarrassed smile]

Well in that case, I'm glad I could help.

[oh wow, a curtsy. Harry is impressed by her politeness, and his smile looks less embarrassed and more just fond, now]

It's nice to meet you too, Charlotte. Do you throw this sort of party often?