Who: Hope Estheim and Oerba Dia Vanille
When: Monday afternoon
Where: Sector 4
Summary: Vanille wants to show Hope her potential business establishment (GOD HELP US)
Warnings: Hope and Vanille hijinks
"Now, Hope, you have to promise not to say anything just yet," Vanille instructed cheerfully, turning to walk backwards so that she could face Hope as she talked, her hands laced behind her back. It was crowded enough on the sidewalk, with people beginning to head home from work, to make not watching where she was going a bad idea, but at least she'd managed not to knock anyone over so far. The weather called for a puffy winter coat over her usual ensemble, though below her skirt her legs were as bare as always. "I think it should be a surprise! Nothing's quite finalized yet but be sure to act suitably surprised anyway, okay?"
She stopped before a dusty, boarded-up storefront with a cake decal in one of the windows--at one time an open bakery, perhaps, or a cafe--and spread her arms in a celebratory way. "Ta da!"