Tink very, very drunkenly made her way from Caritas to 47 Minotaur Lane, only getting lost once or twice, leading a very, very drunken Muppet behind her.
Really, it was a wonder they found the place.
Once inside, Tink began showing him some of the most elegant fashions she had. Silks and satins and chic blends.
Animal, however, found his way to the one rack she'd been keeping of returns. All the things which were far too hideous to be seen in her store and were going right back to the manufacturer with an unpleasant note.
She argued. She begged. And in the end she threw her hands up and told him he could burn it, wear it, take it for free, whatever he liked so long as he got it
out of her sight.
Which, of course, he was only too happy to do.
Tink zipped back to 13 Griffin Way, deciding that Muppets were every bit as confusing and strange as humans.
Animal had other plans.
(OOC: establishy only, and
lovesrenoir modded with permission. NFI, but OOC is love.)