Pleather.

She giggled. “Well thank you monsieur, I am very glad to hear that! I can assure you that anything you order from my restaurant will be, how do you say? Truly the bomb!”

“I’ll tell you where it’s not.”

“ ‘Fraid not, kiddo. I just sell little things here and there, not full on meals. Though I hear Grillby’s down the way has some great food. May not look like much, but hey, what does these days? “

     At the request for a dozen of her wares, her eyes went wide and she smirked. With a bit of a skip in her step, she grabbed a small box and began individually placing the pastries inside, one by one. 

“ Mmhm. “ She fought back the urge to roll her eyes. These showy types of people were a bit of a pain, but they usually paid good coin. Usually. “ So tell me, Mr. Kyle: what brings you out here if you find this place so uninteresting? “

"The aesthetic, maybe?" Unlike his usual smooth and buttery demeanor, he sounded unsure. Raising a paw and tapping a finger on his chin, the wolf shrugged. "Not sure, really. I suppose I was just drawn here. I'm on a modeling tour and I’m sight-seeing , yeah, but..."

“Don’t push it.”

                    “You bet your bottom dollar it’s not gum! And if you even                      try to bite it, the only thing that’ll be popping off is ME! If                      you want gum, go to the store and buy bubblicious like                      everyone else.”

                         Ironically, she was already chewing gum when they                          approached. She blows a pink bubble and pops it right                          in front of him.

“You’re right. It isn’t gum. That much is ab-so-lute-ly true!” Smirking in the other’s direction and raising a brow, the wolf smoothly trills.

┊💝┊”Oh my, well aren’t you the sweetest!”

Violet was use to being overwhelmingly peppered by kind saucy words like the ones just spoken. When you live the life of an escort, it’s nothing outside of the norm. Still, a hint of pink touches her cheeks as she takes the breathtaking rose into her hands. It was so lovely!

“Oh stop…you’re just saying that.” She giggles a bit before introducing herself. “My name is Violet—it’s so nice to meet  you, Kyle!”

"Just saying that?" Muses the wolf with a grin, paws tucked deep in pockets and eyes shining with mystery. Stepping forward and leaning against a wall, Kyle released a chuckle. "Come now, sweetheart! I don't lie."

With that the wolf released a pleased sigh and simply took in his surroundings. Everything about this brothel was aesthetically pleasing to his eyes and soul. The vibrant colors of lust and enchantment, the aroma of perfume-- it was grand. Kyle could have spent hours in this establishment just taking it all in, but Kyle had a purpose that night.

“…Fine. I guess I have nothing better to do.”

     She stifled a small, almost sad laugh. “ What would I gain from expanding this here shop? With monsters trapped underground andrarely any new folk coming through, there’s really no point in trying to expand or anything like that. And there’s more to life than just making a few extra gold here and there, you know. “ 

     The flirtatious talk was still grating on her nerves, but she had long since abandoned her quest to stop him from doing so. In any case, Bebe couldn’t help but smile at his compliments on her baking.

“ I think this sort of life that I’ve made for myself here is just fine, if you ask me. “

That laugh had caught his attention. He knew how people worked; he was the social predator. Yet he didn't press on it for her own sake. If she was content with her simple life, then so was Kyle. Besides, her business was hers after all, and that look in her eye had an unwillingness to change.

It was respectable, honestly.

"Hm, then that's fine by me, lovely ol' Bebe! Besides, I need a reason to come to Snowdin, yeah?" Kyle spoke, his own laugh escaping from within. It was sweet and low, laced with a content rhythm of buttery smoothness. "You wouldn't happen to have coffee though, would you? Or something with that mocha, bossa feel that fills the heart with a river of warmth?”

“But I don’t need anything.”