[For the record, this is the vibe of the front of the shop, with an aesthetic flair that Monts might, in her own vernacular and experiences, label as something close to Victorian. Bolts of textiles in neat rows, packed in neat shelves. Suit jackets on their hangers; dresses on their mannequins. A counter, neat and presentable. First impressions are important, he’s learned.
As one nears the back, perhaps partitioned away into the backroom itself, there are signs of more of a mess — half-finished projects, sewing machines, pins and needles in bloated pincushions, measuring tapes, shears and buttons and bright lamp and electric light both to aid a man who’s hung up unfinished projects on mostly naked mannequin torsos.
But don’t worry about that part.
Valsa Ley, a man in his apparent mid-twenties, approaches as she enters. He has a measuring tape slung across his shoulder like a dangling snake and two bolts of silken material balanced under his arm, and he blinks at her and smiles. A bit… frazzled, as though in the middle of something, though welcoming all the same. Perhaps this is often the norm in The Ebony Eyelet.]
Oh? And I have an answer. Well, presumably.
[A… a customer? And what in the Continents is she wearing?]
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As one nears the back, perhaps partitioned away into the backroom itself, there are signs of more of a mess — half-finished projects, sewing machines, pins and needles in bloated pincushions, measuring tapes, shears and buttons and bright lamp and electric light both to aid a man who’s hung up unfinished projects on mostly naked mannequin torsos.
But don’t worry about that part.
Valsa Ley, a man in his apparent mid-twenties, approaches as she enters. He has a measuring tape slung across his shoulder like a dangling snake and two bolts of silken material balanced under his arm, and he blinks at her and smiles. A bit… frazzled, as though in the middle of something, though welcoming all the same. Perhaps this is often the norm in The Ebony Eyelet.]
Oh? And I have an answer. Well, presumably.
[A… a customer? And what in the Continents is she wearing?]