[hr][hr][center][img]https://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/b3RmLjgwLmM3MDIwMC53NGwwYjJsc1pTQmtaU0JzWVNCU1pXbHVaUSwsLjA,/vampire-calligraphy.regular.png[/img][/center][hr][hr]
[indent]
Well, that was a thing.

The entirety of the situation could have been accompanied by a sad trombone for added hilarity. It was a little harsh, especially seeing it actually played out, but that was...well, it was exactly what Étoile had imagined. She had to confess that she didn't entirely blame the duo. She had been expecting some kind of floozy or maybe a hapless bimbo, but that mysterious woman had definitely caught her attention. She reminded her a bit of a tarot reader that she had gone to see once on a whim, albeit she didn't really believe any of the crap the lady had spew out about her 'destiny' and 'greater purpose' and whatever other nonsense she had said. But Magnolia had something about her that made it had to forget her, even as she was handed her coin she found herself looking in the direction of the woman.

Still, for the moment she couldn't be rude. [color=crimson]"[I]Merci,[/I]"[/color] She told the man before he left to drown out his sorrows. As tempted as she was to go to Magnolia, there was one little thing she wanted to see to first. Pocketing the coin securely--and in a place pickpockets wouldn't take as it had been a rather harsh lesson to learn--she would give the nerd her attention.

[color=crimson]"Oi, nerd,"[/color] She addressed him rather bluntly. [color=crimson]"Is what you're writing so important that you'd really rather have a notebook than coin?"[/color]
[/indent][hr]
[@Inertia]