[center][b][h1][color=fff200]Siobhan[/color][/h1][/b][/center]
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[h2][center]Location: The Golden Flower & Swan Songs[/center][/h2][hr][center][h3] Interaction: Alejandro [@Pyxis][/h3][/center][hr][center][h3] Mentions: Alejandro “Mr. Reyes” [@Pyxis]; Joel [@Pilatus]; Ethan; Victoria [@PrinceAlexus]; Yoji [@headhunter] & Hyoon [@KatKook][/h3][/center][hr]

Siobhan was on a mission. She had seen a new flower shop open and was intent on getting some photos to take as studies to paint as an add in to the collection that had sold so well. She parked the new/old Stingray across the street and hurried into the shop.

She was looking boho chic in a [url=https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/475439c0-bfd3-4921-8649-760e14d0d359.jpg]white lace dress[/url] that she had bought in Jamaica and a replica of [url=https://dpegb9ebondhq.cloudfront.net/product_photos/49899682/1_original.jpg]Audrey Hepbun’s hat[/url] in [i]Breakfast At Tiffany’s[/i] and gold strappy heels. The wind fluttered her dress and tossed her coppery red hair around as she pulled off her large dark sunglasses and walked into The Golden Flower.

The Golden Flower was gorgeous. The arrangements were artfully done and there was no end to the color that sprang vividly out at her. Yes this shop screamed “PAINT ME!!!” to her. She walked up to the girl at the counter. Who, among the riot of color. was like a pretty little wren.

The girl’s eyes were a soft brown and her hair looked even softer.[color=yellow] “Hi. Are you by chance the owner?”[/color]

The girl giggled and Siobhan dropped her age to late teens rather than in her twenties.[color=NavajoWhite] “No Mr. Reyes is not here at the moment.”[/color]

Siobhan was a little let down and her shoulders fell a little bit.[color=yellow] “Oh. Um would you give him my card? I’d love to take photos and paint the place.”[/color]

[color=NavajoWhite]“Sure thing Miss!!”[/color] The girl called and waved.

Siobhan smiled and walked out waving back. Getting back into the black Stingray she heads over to Swan Songs for a vinyl of a couple of artist’s rolling around in her head. Mostly rock but her mother’s birthday was coming up and she had yet to get her a gift. [i]Little Red Corvette[/i] came over the radio and Siobhan turned it up singing along.

Prince sang about his lover as Siobhan drew looks from people. Because who doesn’t look at a Stingray? Or for that matter turn to see where the sounds of Prince are coming from? 

Siobhan texted Joel.[color=yellow][b] Headed to Swan Songs to pick out something for you to play at work.[/b][/color] She chuckled at the thought of him reading it and groaning thinking she’d pick up something like Celiene Dion. Or Toni Braxton. She turned off the car and got out. She made sure her camera was hung safely around her neck.[color=yellow][i] Can’t leave that in the car.[/i][/color]

She was parked next to a sleek looking Bentley that screamed old money. She almost did a double take thinking maybe her mom was here but the car wasn’t the powder blue color that her mother favored. She could remember that awful dress that her mother made her wear to her first recital when she was playing piano. Siobhan mentally thanked any deity who was listening that she didn’t have to relive that again. Siobhan pushed the memory aside and walked toward Swan Songs.

The bell rang faintly as the noise came barreling over her as she opened the door.[color=yellow][i] I didn’t realize they had sound proofing in this place. I guess it helps.[/i][/color] She got out of the way of the door and looked around.[color=yellow][i] Ugh fan girls two o’clock. Must be The Sirens. Victoria’s baby daddy...Ethan was it? I think so. Last time anything included fans the place was trashed. RIP Club...uh...Ethanol? No...Earther? Nope...eh whatever.[/i][/color] The vinyl section was open as was most of the sections that didn’t have a karaoke booth and KJ set up.[color=yellow][i] I will [b]not[/b] get dragged into karaoke. Not today. I’m all for vinyl heaven. See if I can’t get a good Kiss album or something.[/i][/color]

Siobhan made a beeline for the section that held records. Siobhan wasn’t short by any means and in three inch heels she was six foot even. She almost bumped into a tall man that had really nice dreads. They reminded her of Jamaica and the locals. She smiled in apology and moved along.

Looking around her eye was caught by a girl with a guitar who looked a little nervous. Siobhan smiled at the sight and wished the girl luck. She hoped that the girl was able to play while she was there so she could hear her.

Finally breaking away from the crowd Siobhan was able to get to the vinyls. They were lined out by genre and in alphabetical order. She was browsing for a good few minutes, looking for something for Joel to play at the shop or at his place. When she ran into someone. She reached out and clasped a strong forearm so as not to fall over as she teetered on her heels. She managed not to fall over, but just.

Her clear blue eyes looked up at her victim/rescuer and she smiled winningly.[color=yellow] “Forgive me. If I had been watching where I was going I wouldn’t have run into you.”[/color] Siobhan patted his arm lightly with her long delicate fingers. She looked down at the music that he had chosen.[color=yellow] “You know I can’t seem to get over the fact that for some reason I really like Eminem’s older music. Not that his newer albums are anything to sneeze at but it’s an opinion.”[/color]