Demon Marcus, Sunday

[myownface]

Sparkle walked into work today, bypassed all the clothing, sat his ass down behind the counter, pulled out a bottle of the brightest, most obnoxious yellow nail polish he could find, and set to work painting his nails.

And once they had been painted, once they had dried, he reached for another bottle of nail polish and gave them another coat in a different colour.

He'd probably have to, like, stop doing that eventually. But for the time being? Hey, green went really nice right next to yellow. Maybe it went really nice right overtop of yellow...

Demon Marcus was open. And probably a little nail polish scented today.

[OOC: Open!]

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[notacokeperson]

"You've never let me down," she said, and he hadn't, so she didn't see why he'd start now. "But we've got dresses to figure out now, first. What have you got for me?"

[myownface]

"We haaave," Sparkle held up two dresses, probably best suited to the dinners or the party depending on what they were paired with, "Sapphire and seafoam. There's a chocolate one there that I think would pair really well with your eyes, too. I know you like your autumn shades."

[notacokeperson]

"I was born an autumn," she said, though she looked over the dresses. "I like the seafoam better, but I'd have to try them on to make any decisions. Bring on the chocolate one too. My parents would like that."

[myownface]

"Okay," Sparkle reached and snagged the chocolate one that looked to be about her size off the rack, and then gathered all three up and nodded toward the dressing room. "If you want to see how you feel about these, I'll keep looking for more?"

[notacokeperson]

"Sure," she said, reaching for the dresses. "Sounds like a plan to me."