[There's a clatter as the device falls to the ground, showing the morning light through the windows of passionné. As Cinna picks it up, you can see the various racks, ready for customers, and in the background, you can hear the gurgle and hiss of the morning crowd filtering into cafe satiné
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"Hey, I'm Mercy. I just talked to you a little while ago?"
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Cinna extended his hand in greeting, happy to see a new client.
"Please, come with me."
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Taking her arm, Cinna led her upstairs to one of the consultation suites, where he'd already sent up a number of pieces.
[ooc: THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS, THIS]
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Number four got a laugh out of her. "I'm not sure that's really me, but Jack would love it. He'd get a kick out of me being some motorcycle chick."
She looked at the shoes in the fifth and grinned at Cinna. "I'd kill myself in those, but the outfit looks perfect."
And the sixth? Well, he couldn't have picked something more Mercy.
"This is pretty amazing," she said. "I wouldn't have thought you could pull stuff that fast without knowing me."
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With that he heads out, intending to pull some additional sets together as Mercy changed.
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They all felt reasonably well, though she wasn't quite sure the skinny jeans should really be that skintight, even if they were comfortable. But it was the black top that she most loved. She kept turning to look at herself in the mirror.
"Do you maybe have some sort of black skirt that would go with this," she asked. "I... this is wonderful."
She hadn't thought she could look so good in something.
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