Status: closed @izadorable
Location: Juju's
Tilting her head, Bianca examines herself, her eyes moving across her reflection as her hands run across the fabric clinging to her frame. Instead of remaining confined in the fitting room, she opts to use the floor length tri-fold mirror on display in the store. The lighting is better, and sometimes a good dress needs an audience. Turning a little and taking in her appearance from a new angle, her gaze shifts, naturally landing on none other than Isadora at not too far a distance. Slowly, a smile spreads across her lips. She can’t help herself. “Can you give me a second?” Bianca says to the sales associate assisting her, relieving them from their post at her side. “Isadora, hi. How are you?” She smiles at their reflections, offering a little wave. “Oh, just so you know, babe. They have security cameras around the store. I was here one time when some girl got caught pocketing things she couldn’t afford. Poor thing. I’d hate to see the same thing happen to you,” Bianca says in a way that might've come across as genuine and sincere if the words had not been so condescending. She goes back to admiring herself. “But if you’re just window shopping then by all means, don’t mind me.”
