Pixie Dust; Thursday [05/16].

[beautiful_boc]

In general, Boc didn't pay much attention to the shoes they sold here at Pixie Dust. He himself had no interest in wearing shoes, honestly, and he was a seamster (well, perhaps a bit of a tailor now), not a cobbler. But every once in a while, as he was processing some shipments and putting things on the shelves and trying to arrange them all nicely, he'd come across a pair that just made him stop and gawk.

Sometimes, the gawking was for how ridiculous the shoes or boots or sneakers in question may have been. But in this instance, it was absolutely because the shoes he unpacked were truly things of beauty.

He admired the shoes for a good long while before hobbling his way up to the front of the store and the display window, where he started to set up a nice green theme, but at the very front and center of the display were going to be those lovely shoes.

Butterflies were much more pleasant than dragonflies, he felt, and he'd never seen green ones before and was already a big fan. And working on the display for a bit helped him to not think and flail over the fact that there was a good chance people might be coming in today.

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[stykera]

Would Stark coming in with a cupcake help at all, Boc? A cupcake and money, of course.

"Good morning, Boc. I've come to pick up my things."

[beautiful_boc]

Probably not. Boc was still working through how to process the fact that anyone would give him either of those things, really.

Although the other employees in the shop would greatly appreciate the money part, yes.

Sorting through some other potential green items to add to the window display, Boc at least didn't startled this time, though he did sort of take a moment to look up and blink from his distraction and then seemed to jolt himself back to the present moment in time.

"Oh, yes!" he said, gently setting down the skirts he was considering and then moving over toward the counter. "Of course, of course, just come with me, and I'll fetch the bag. I've got it right here for you, everything mended and sewn up and practically good as new again!"

[stykera]

"You do very good work, always," Stark said. "I appreciate it." He was pretty sure Summer did, too.

"I brought a cupcake as well. I made some, the other day, and I thought you might like one?"

[beautiful_boc]

"Think nothing of it," said Boc, as he hauled out the back and handed it up to Stark, over his ducked head as if making some sort of offering, "happy to help. And...I suppose, if you've brought one and all, I could have a cupcake. If, that is, you wouldn't mind, but I suppose that's why you've brought it in the first place, isn't it? So that I could have it."

[stykera]

"I brought it for you, " Stark confirmed. "Because I thought you might like it. They're my favorite treat and so i wanted to share."

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Poor Boc, it sure was a day for him to get inundated with baked goods. But Arden had promised him a fruit tart and a visit, and here she was.

"Oh!" she gasped. "Those shoes are so pretty!"

[beautiful_boc]

And while Boc was getting more accustomed to hearing his name and not getting startled by that, gasps of surprise when people came in was an entirely different matter all together.

And so Boc jumped, and dropped the other, less elaborate but still lovely shade of green shoe he was holding and began to throw his arms up over his head in protection when he realized it was only Arden. So he slowly relaxed into something more like embarrassment and focused on picking thr shoe back up.

"Aren't....aren't they just that?" he then asked. "They're just come in, and I figured, well, shoes like that, they're much too beautiful to just sit in the back of the shop, shoes like that are pretty enough for the world to see!"

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

"They're gorgeous," Arden agreed, having missed Boc's reaction entirely, so enraptured with the shoes. "Do you have anything to match them with?"

[beautiful_boc]

"That's what I've been working on today," Boc confirmed with a bobbing head of a nod. "Things to go with them, things that might match, to put in the window. I don't wear shoes myself, of course, but I do hope someone who does might see them and like them. Feels shoes that lovely should be worn, or at least appreciated."

[afraid_of_marshmallows]

Arden nodded, giving them another admiring glance. "Something light and airy and springtime," she agreed.

"Oh, I brought you a tart," she added, remembering that she was, you know, holding something in her hands. "A fruit tart, like we talked about."

[mustbeawitch]

Lydia had not brought Boc any pastries, but in her defense no one had told her that was a thing they were doing today, and also she hadn't planned to come to the shop at all. She had just been out for a stroll around the town when she saw the shoes on display and stopped to admire them for a while. She hadn't the first clue how one was expected to walk in such shoes, but, well, walking wasn't everything, was it?

When she happened to catch sight of Boc through the window she gave him a cheerful wave.