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[i]Ominar, Victorious Secrets
Day 3: 9-am(ish)[/i]
interacting [@FallenReaper]'s Lily & [@13org]'s Corinna[/center][hr]

Damian's blush couldn't help but grow once more at the red haired woman's words, the insinuation causing him to quickly shake his denial as he worked to formulate a proper response. 

[color=Thistle]"N-N-No. I d-didn't see anything, I swear. It's j-just that, um. . . " [i]I've never seen someone as pretty as you before.[/i][/color] The boy thought as his voice trailed off, trying to think of something less absolutely embarrassing and pathetic to say. Fortunately for him, the woman didn't seem to dwell on the matter too much, continuing the conversation by offering her name and her hand. Glad to move onto introductions, Damian was quick to return her hand shake with a tender grip of his own.

[color=Thistle]"A p-pleasure to meet you as well, Mrs.Quarin and I hope that your meeting with Mr. Nabriales wasn't too jarring. He can be a tad . . . [i]eccentric[/i] and demanding at times. However, whatever it is you needed done, I can assure that you'll few, if any, others who are as capable an alchemist as he."[/color] Damian spoke with an almost reverent tone, as spending a month working with the horned man had shown him more than enough proof that there were few things that he couldn't do with his concoctions. [color=Thistle]"Oh, and my name is Damian, by the way, just Damian. I'm a relatively new hire at the shop, only been working for about a month or so."[/color]

Damian might've said more, but the pair was suddenly approached by another stranger, a stunning dark haired girl with blood red eyes. To his relief, she wasn't as toweringly imposing or teasing as Mrs. Quarin, but she was still a rather attractive woman and that made Damian even more nervous about possible screwing something up and making a fool out of himself. As this new person asked for a tour of the shop, Damian was quick to nod in agreement, feeling glad in his ability to possibly get a customer into the store. As such, he took a moment to focus himself, disguising the action by appearing to think on the matter for a few seconds.[color=thistle][i]Just play it cool, Damian. Be nice, be courteous, and give good service.[/i][/color]

[color=Thistle]"Well. . . yes, I'd be glad to give you a tour of the place, though I'd have to advise against touching anything, for your sake and that of others in the store. Mr. Nabriales stock contains a few. . . hazardous items and it can be hard to differentiate them at times."[/color] Damian shivered, remembering a time he almost broke a potion that held a rather nasty curse inside of it, something to do with eternal nightmares if he recalled it correctly. Before he led the new woman into the store, however, he turned to address Mrs. Quarin, feeling it'd be rude to just leave without saying something [color=thistle]"You're very welcome to join the tour as well, if you'd like? I know you've finished your business with Mr. Nabriales, but perhaps there is something else in the store that would suit your fancy? He does have a grand array of products such as his potions, perfumes, and . . . l-l-lingerie that I feel m-might appeal to such an obviously fashion forward individual as yourself."[/color]

Damian internally cursed himself at his stuttering and light blushing over the mention of lingerie, but given the woman's previous comment, he couldn't help but anticipate a similar comment being made, which made him freeze up and hesitate. Whatever the case, the offer was laid out, so he'd just have to be ready to accept whatever came his way because of it. Though honestly, every passing second of silence would seem to stretch out for an eternity as he resisted the urge to turn his gaze completely to the ground, instead directing it up and away from her, gazing at basically everything but the woman he was addressing.