Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24038198-20130711213638/@comment-10329577-20130714012507

"We walk."

Gracie first looked her up and down. "You are very pretty...oh how nice it would have been if you'd been a servant...delicious delicious."

Smiling sweetly, she turned and began to walk, veering to the left and into a shop.

"Marcelle? Ah, Marcelle! I need a dress. Here are the measurements. I need it...in one hour."

The man frowned. "Now Lady Halcyon..."

"You are a miracle worker Marcelle. Double your rate."

"Done."

With the conversation over, Gracie sat in a chair and crossed her legs, clasped hands resting on her knee. "Take a seat, Marcelle will have your dress ready soon. He is the best, after all."