"Okay, these are like, cool and all, but I said I wanted to look at old stuff. You know, the literal actually opposite of what you're showing me?" Laila's tongue lashed out at the middle-aged man who'd just finished a long spiel about the store's latest models in guitars and other instruments. To her credit, Laila had stood there patiently for at least a minute, but her patience ran thin after that. The irritation in her voice was clear, and despite being much shorter than him, her tone was condescending and just shy of calling him stupid. "Like, retro stuff? Do you even carry it?"
"Erm, of course! Right this way." The man seemed taken aback by Laila's rude interruption, but she was dressed up like a rich kid and was holding a designer bag at her side, so perhaps he felt it was worth dealing with her attitude if the prospect of scoring commission on whatever she bought was a possibility. "This is our thri- er, retro section! Some of the pieces here are older than my grandpa!"
"Cool, thanks." Laila said dismissively, waving him away as she walked away from him. The store was quite large, but this section was quite small. She could see a variety of old guitars hung up on the wall, an out-of-tune piano (she played a chord to see) with chipped paint, and various other antique items.
"Ugh, do people not even take care of this stuff?" she grumbled under her breath as she inspected a dusty finger she'd just run across the red resin paint on an old guitar. "But for 50 credits... not bad." She could probably get some to restore it! She was sure at least one of the palace butlers knew someone. But it wasn't quite old enough, so she dropped the tag and looked around for something else.
Just as she turned around though, she ran right into someone, causing her to let out a loud Oof! and causing the bag on her arm to slip off her shoulder and fall to the ground.
tag: @LilyNion
"Erm, of course! Right this way." The man seemed taken aback by Laila's rude interruption, but she was dressed up like a rich kid and was holding a designer bag at her side, so perhaps he felt it was worth dealing with her attitude if the prospect of scoring commission on whatever she bought was a possibility. "This is our thri- er, retro section! Some of the pieces here are older than my grandpa!"
"Cool, thanks." Laila said dismissively, waving him away as she walked away from him. The store was quite large, but this section was quite small. She could see a variety of old guitars hung up on the wall, an out-of-tune piano (she played a chord to see) with chipped paint, and various other antique items.
"Ugh, do people not even take care of this stuff?" she grumbled under her breath as she inspected a dusty finger she'd just run across the red resin paint on an old guitar. "But for 50 credits... not bad." She could probably get some to restore it! She was sure at least one of the palace butlers knew someone. But it wasn't quite old enough, so she dropped the tag and looked around for something else.
Just as she turned around though, she ran right into someone, causing her to let out a loud Oof! and causing the bag on her arm to slip off her shoulder and fall to the ground.
tag: @LilyNion