Demon Marcus, Thursday.

[boneyard_girl]

Ada had candy.

Ada had candy, the radio blaring out the best of the 80s-and-90s rock-and-roll, a new dress from New Cardiff and the remainder of the money from Miss Cara in her pocket, and the end of classes to celebrate.

It was a good day as far as Ada was concerned, and she'd ditched her shoes to dance around the store while she cleaned, singing along to whatever tunes the radio served up. Demon Marcus was open, and the mermaid was in.

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[boneyard_girl]

"Nah, that didn't have enough sequins t' be a show," Ada said easily, although she didn't miss the timing of the smile. "Now what can we do you for?"

[2_old_for_this]

"I just need some jeans, maybe a pair of slacks or two, and a couple shirts," Peter said. "I can probably get them myself, unless you get a commission or something?"

[boneyard_girl]

"No commission," she said, hopping up to sit on the counter since, whatever, he didn't seem to want help. "Clothing for humaniod males in your size is that way, and we do alterations if needed."

[2_old_for_this]

"Thanks." Peter headed off that way.

Wait, was it rude not to introduce himself?

"I'm Peter, by the way."