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*PhoenixRising* · 08-24-2010, 04:29 AM

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Originally Posted by Tomasina Riddle

She could see it in his face, and she felt horrible about sneezing on him. Why couldn't she be graceful and all girly like her sister? Or her cousins. She sighed and dropped her eyes to the floor. She wasn't sure she could look him in the face. "Oh well its alright. I'm sure I can find what I'm looking for," she mumbled softly. This was going to go down as one of her worst days ever. And he was really cute too and she sneezed right in his face. Merlin she wanted to turn invisible right now and melt into the floor.

What was it with females being embarrassed around him today? Seriously it must have been the hair product or cologne because he seemed to be having that effect quite a bit today. Stubborn, embarrassed females. And it was always the older ones who were harder to break into.

"Oh?" David raised an eyebrow curiously. "Well if you insist, but I do know an awful lot of products that I sell here." You know, just for the record, since he like does the ordering and stuff . . .

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Originally Posted by Maxilocks

Ramiro had said the dress was 'too short.' Pfft. She could dress how she wanted to. Plus, she liked it. Pink wasn't her thing, but Sion liked the tiered outfit, so she had worn it, today. It was gorgeous, there was no other word for it - and, of course, new dresses made her feel relaxed. God knew, she needed a break. Heading a department called the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes is no easy job. She needed chocolate ice-cream and new outfits, to make her spirits soar. She needed - no, wanted - to waste some money, today.

She had peeked into this place, before. Primpernelles, or whatever its name was. London = big place and, given her love for travelling, it was no wonder she wanted to explore each inch. So yes, she had peeked into this place one or two times. But she hadn't been inside yet. So she stepped inside now, gave the guy she supposed was the shopkeeper - well, he had been around every time she had glanced in, on her way past - a random wave and began to explore. Now, what could she waste some money on?

Shampoos, maybe. Sweet-scented shampoos, for her pretty hair. Yes, she was rather proud of her hair.

Pretty young female incoming. Short pink!dress. Cute and flattering hairstyle. Oh yes, and his radar was going off that this dame was likely single!

"Why hello, Mademoiselle," David said charmingly, walking over toward her after noting her wave. Clearly she was here to talk to him; why else would she have dressed so pretty? "What can I do for a fine witch as yourself, today? Shampoos? Perfume? Makeover?" Okay, so she actually didn't need any of that, but gah, pretty!girls making him spew out random suggestions of offerings!

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Originally Posted by Lindzers

Ah well. She couldn't blame him there. Melanie usually avoided swearing on things as well, mainly because she'd like to think of herself as honest, and the less promises you make the more you can keep... right?

"Okay." she said agreeably, nodding. "Deal." She smiled at the penguin comment, looking up at the shopkeeper. She was somewhat taken aback by how nice a smile he had and how... generally handsome he was... and- and-

Sigh. He was so pretty! Why did it have to be HIM that saw to her pimple problem? Like, SERIOUSLY? WHY?

Ignoring her sudden impulse to kick life in the shins, Melanie promptly removed her hand from her face to reveal a lone, and rather large, pimple on her cheek. Then she looked down again, gazing at her shoes. They weren't very interesting. And yet Melanie continued to stare.

"Can you ...make it go away?"

Oh ... so she liked the penguin comment. Somehow David knew that ought to get a smile out of her ... lighten the situation up. Nodding at her to go on, he waited as she seemed to get distracted.

... and then, she showed him. One pimple. She was embarrassed because of ONE pimple? Merlin, teenage girls really were self-conscious. He wanted to laugh, but not because it was funny. Heck, he too had an acne problem as a teenager, so he couldn't blame her. No, he wanted to laugh because of how SILLY it was for her to be so concerned and embarrassed by that one small problem.

"I can't...." he shook his head sadly at her question and hesitated a moment. "But Wilburt can; that's Wilburt's Wondrous Wart Remover. I know this isn't a wart problem, but it does work on pimples too. Also, ... are you at least 16?" She looked like she might be 16 but no older for sure, but he couldn't be sure.

"Because if you are 16 or older, then we sell a Conceal-it-all makeup product which works great for concealing blemishes."

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Merlin she wanted to turn invisible right now and melt into the floor. What was it with females being embarrassed around him today? Seriously it must have been the hair product or cologne because he seemed to be having that effect quite a bit today. Stubborn, embarrassed females. And it was always the older ones who were harder to break into. "Oh?" David raised an eyebrow curiously. *"Well if you insist, but I do know an awful lot of products that I sell here."* You know, just for the record, since he like does the ordering and stuff . . . Quote: Originally Posted by Maxilocks Ramiro had said the dress was 'too short.' Pfft. She could dress how she wanted to. Plus, she liked it. Pink wasn't her thing, but Sion liked the tiered outfit, so she had worn it, today. It was gorgeous, there was no other word for it - and, of course, new dresses made her feel relaxed. God knew, she needed a break. Heading a department called the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes is no easy job. She needed chocolate ice-cream and new outfits, to make her spirits soar. She needed - no, wanted - to waste some money, today. She had peeked into this place, before. Primpernelles, or whatever its name was. London = big place and, given her love for travelling, it was no wonder she wanted to explore each inch. So yes, she had peeked into this place one or two times. But she hadn't been inside yet. So she stepped inside now, gave the guy she supposed was the shopkeeper - well, he had been around every time she had glanced in, on her way past - a random wave and began to explore. Now, what could she waste some money on? Shampoos, maybe. Sweet-scented shampoos, for her pretty hair. Yes, she was rather proud of her hair. Pretty young female incoming. Short pink!dress. Cute and flattering hairstyle. Oh yes, and his radar was going off that this dame was likely single! *"Why hello, Mademoiselle,"* David said charmingly, walking over toward her after noting her wave. Clearly she was here to talk to him; why else would she have dressed so pretty? "What can I do for a fine witch as yourself, today? Shampoos? Perfume? Makeover?" Okay, so she actually didn't need any of that, but gah, pretty!girls making him spew out random suggestions of offerings! Quote: Originally Posted by Lindzers Ah well. She couldn't blame him there. Melanie usually avoided swearing on things as well, mainly because she'd like to think of herself as honest, and the less promises you make the more you can keep... right? "Okay." she said agreeably, nodding. "Deal." She smiled at the penguin comment, looking up at the shopkeeper. She was somewhat taken aback by how nice a smile he had and how... generally handsome he was... and- and- Sigh. He was so pretty! Why did it have to be HIM that saw to her pimple problem? Like, SERIOUSLY? WHY? Ignoring her sudden impulse to kick life in the shins, Melanie promptly removed her hand from her face to reveal a lone, and rather large, pimple on her cheek. Then she looked down again, gazing at her shoes. They weren't very interesting. And yet Melanie continued to stare. "Can you ...make it go away?" Oh ... so she liked the penguin comment. Somehow David knew that ought to get a smile out of her ... lighten the situation up. Nodding at her to go on, he waited as she seemed to get distracted. ... and then, she showed him. One pimple. She was embarrassed because of ONE pimple? Merlin, teenage girls really were self-conscious. He wanted to laugh, but not because it was funny. Heck, he too had an acne problem as a teenager, so he couldn't blame her. No, he wanted to laugh because of how SILLY it was for her to be so concerned and embarrassed by that one small problem. "I can't...." he shook his head sadly at her question and hesitated a moment. *"But Wilburt* can; that's Wilburt's Wondrous Wart Remover. I know this isn't a wart problem, but it does work on pimples too. Also, ... are you at least 16?" She looked like she might be 16 but no older for sure, but he couldn't be sure. "Because if you are 16 or older, then we sell a Conceal-it-all makeup product which works great for concealing blemishes."** __________________ ___________________You should take your little finger and just point it in the mirror. ________________________________________Baby, maybe you're the problem ✯