Circe's Shop of Magical Wonders

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Mischa pouts a little longer, but finally rolls her eyes with a smile. "Oh, I suppose that cranky demeanor is part of what's cute about you," she says to Circe, straightening up with a shrug. "Anyways... I suppose I'll go bounce about on the street a bit and see if I can lure anyone else into the shop. I should be able to pass this outfit off as a costume for now, although when Halloween gets closer I can try to think of something more exotic."

With a wave, she walks outside, and Cynth and Circe can hear her starting to call out to passers-by!

[Circe]

Ah, sure... You do that. *Circe watches Mischa for a moment as she leaves, then turns her attention back to Karen.* Now, if you would be so kind as to join her...

[Kether]

Ah, sure... You do that. *Circe watches Mischa for a moment as she leaves, then turns her attention back to Karen.* Now, if you would be so kind as to join her...

"In what?"

[Circe]

Going out and advertising! Have you not been paying attention?

[Kether]

Going out and advertising! Have you not been paying attention?

"Not really no"

[Circe]

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that's not a valid answer. You are going to go out there and join her. Now.

[Kether]

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that's not a valid answer. You are going to go out there and join her. Now.

"you asked if I was paying attention, I wasn't."

[AmbushCat]

Cynth: Makes sense to me. Ask question, get answer.

[Circe]

"you asked if I was paying attention, I wasn't."

... *Circe's face turns slightly red.* Well, whatever! Just go already!

[Kether]

*Follows Mischa out bouncing*

[AmbushCat]

*Claire ventures within Circe's sight, sweeping the floor with one hand and holding the Corgi that had attached itself to her with the other. Bandages are visible on what little is seen of her arm.*

Claire: I'm sorry for the delay, my lady. Your servant is back on the clock.

[Circe]

*Follows Mischa out bouncing*

Now that's what I like to see... *Circe nods and turns her attention to Claire.*

*Claire ventures within Circe's sight, sweeping the floor with one hand and holding the Corgi that had attached itself to her with the other. Bandages are visible on what little is seen of her arm.*

Claire: I'm sorry for the delay, my lady. Your servant is back on the clock.

Good to hear... What's the story with the dog?

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *non-plussed look* I don't know... I was walking down from my apartment, and this dog just charged up and bit me!

[Circe]

I see... You need any help taking care of it?

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *thinks for a few moments as she sweeps* Um... are you referring to the injury or the dog?

*The Corgi starts to struggle a bit in her grasp, but the maid holds on to it.*