She glances at Puck, serving him a half smile before getting up and following her.

Puck smirked in return.

Leanansidhe tsked. "Darling, you cant expect to waltz into SciCorp looking like that." She regarded her clothes, and sniffed. "It doesnt exactly scream Im a business professional. More like, Im a Goodwill junkie. If were going to get you into SciCorp, youll need more than luck and glamour. Youll need an entire makeover."

She chuckles, "Anything you say, ma'am."

Leanansidhe led her down another long corridor that dumped them out onto a sunny sidewalk bustling with people, who didnt notice our sudden appearance from a previously empty alleyway. Even though the sun was shining and the sky was clear, there was a frigid bite to the air, and people hurried down the street in thick sweaters and coats, a sign that winter was on its way or had already arrived.

Claire spent the rest of the afternoon being dragged from shop to shop, following Leanansidhe as she plucked clothes from racks and shoved them at her, demanding she try them on. She had her try on womens suits first, sleek jackets and tight, knee-length skirts that made her look five years older, at least to Leanansidhes reckoning. She mustve tried on two dozen different styles, colors and combinations before Leanansidhe finally announced that she liked a simple black outfit that looked like every other black outfit she had tried on.

She goes along with whatever she says,thankful, yes, but even more tired than anything.

Leanansidhe had the store clerk take the suit away to be wrapped.

More stores. It was almost impossible to remember all the places they visited, the aisles they stalked, the racks they pored over. Leanansidhe was a faery on a mission; the second she swept through the doors, all salespeople would drop what they were doing and flock to her side, asking if they could help, if they could be of service. Claire was invisible beside her; even when Leanansidhe announced we were shopping for her, the clerks would forget she existed the second they turned away. Still, they were eager to please, bringing out their best shoes in her size, showing them a staggering variety of purses, and suggesting earrings that would accent the color of Claire's eyes.

Finally, as the sun was setting over the buildings, the Queen of Shopping decided they were finished. Leanansidhe was chatting up the clerk as she wrapped and bagged the merchandise.

"Well," her temporary faery godmother said brightly as they departed the store, "we have your clothes, your shoes, and your accessories. Now, the real fun begins."

She chuckles, nodding. "Thank you for all this, I appreciate it." She smiles down at the ground.

"Fortunately, its almost time for the spa to open."


(For some reason I feel like Claire's depressed...like I get the whole Ash situation but....still)

(Oof, I meant to make her a bit sad after Ash was mentioned. Would it be best if she was a bit more optimistic atm?)

She nods, looking around curiously.

(Naw don't worry about it xD I was just making an observation, it probably means she'll be happier if she sees him again)

"Come now. I know Ben will be dying to meet you."

Natural Earth Salon and Spa was crowded tonight. They passed a pair of giggling sylphs on the pebbled path to the salon. Petite and delicate, their razor-edged wings buzzing softly, they grinned at them as they walked by, teeth glinting like knives. (And to just make it worse...) A Winter sidhe, tall and cold and beautiful, brushed by them as they stepped through the door into the waiting area. A trio of piskies landed in Claire's hair, laughing and tugging, until Leanansidhe gave them a look and they buzzed out the door. Inside, the lighting was dim, the walls hewn of natural stone, giving it a cavelike feel. A marble fountain with fish and mermaids bubbled in the center of the foyer, filling the room with the cheerful sound of running water. Orchids and bamboo flourished in natural planters, and the air was warm and damp.