Pixie Dust, Tuesday

[withoutverona]

They were, apparently, in France, a hundred odd years after Romeo had last been there.

This called for a special. He poured himself a snifter of Grand Marnier (it tasted like oranges, which made it an acceptable morning drink) and set a sign out front of the store reading:

SALE!FRENCH DESIGNERS

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Mod your shopping [5/20]

[withoutverona]

C'mon in.

Shop with Romeo [5/20]

[withoutverona]

Entertain him when he's not in class.

Re: Shop with Romeo [5/20]

[new_to_liirness]

"Could you please direct me to the costumes, or the styles from other worlds perhaps, Romeo?"

Normally, he only came by the store at all to say hello to the other boy, but today he had a mission so, forgive him, he was a bit brusque.

Re: Shop with Romeo [5/20]

[withoutverona]

Romeo had to consider that for a moment. It wasn't really Tink's area of interest, or his own, but he knew they had a few wizarding cloaks and the like. "I think they would be on those racks, to your left," he directed, pointing. "And if you show me what you want I might be able to find more."

[OOC: Link me to the kind of thing you want and I'll do my best? Or just mod.]

Re: Shop with Romeo [5/20]

[new_to_liirness]

He nodded, gave a somewhat sheepish smile of thanks, and ducked into the racks.

"I should be able to find it," he said from behind the row of clothes. "But thank you. I'm sorry to be rushing. I've just had a bit of... a change in plans forced on me and I'm a little flustered."

He pulled out something that was almost there but not quite. Not bright enough.

"How are you, Romeo? If you don't mind me asking. I haven't seen you for a time."

His focus was on the clothes, but it was obvious that he did want to know.

OOC [5/20]

[withoutverona]

I should be around most of today.