08-16-2012, 01:17 PM
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Hogwarts RPG Name: Narcissa Hensley Gryffindor Third Year
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Originally Posted by WitchLight27 "Are you kidding me? There were wrinkles all over my face," Talisa frowned. She touched her face for a while, did someone put use magic on her face to somehow fool this girl in front of her? "You think I look fine? Mind lending me a mirror, please?" she asked. The lovely young lady knew better than Talisa do, so, would she be trusting her beauty regimen to this girl? "A makeup? Well, I still have loads at home. And what? A nail varnish? I could use some to give to my nail polisher. Where is it, dear?" she smiled as the girl smiled nodding about her question of the shop's renovation. Ella smiled at the customer. "I don't lie." She assured her with the same small. She didn't. Not when she had a small child in her house now. "Yes. There should be one around here somewhere." Ella nodded, bending down and finding a mirror that was under the desk somewhere. "Here we go." She nodded, coming back up and handing the mirror over. "You'll see what I mean. Everyone has beauty in them. We just have to enhance one's natural beauty." Well. That was what you told them.
"Yes. We have a new line." A special line. Ella liked it a lot. She smiled, pointing over to the right hand of the shop. "You should find them down there. We also have other products such as the Confidence Makeover Potion by Milton Bradley in that aisle." Quote:
Originally Posted by EvanescoEllee This was the one shop that he really didn't want to have to go in. It was a girl's shop, really, and this just wasn't the sort of shop he would ever want to be seen in. But he had no choice. His father had told him he had to get a few bits and pieces from in there and he really had no choice about the matter. If he didn't get things himself, his father would get it for him instead. And he would have no choice about what he got. At least this way, he got to choose.
He took a deep breath and walked in, heading straight to the counter to try and get this over and done with as quickly as he could. The next person that walked into the shop didn't really look like they wanted to be in here. Ella frowned, biting onto her lip a little as she watched the boy for a few moments, before he walked towards the counter. "Hello." She smile at the boy. She didn't usually serve boys, it was more a feminine shop. But it was a nice change. "How may I help you?"
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