rude much?

casimir lingered just off to the side of the happily ever after potions stall, a glass vial twirling lazily between his fingers like he’d been doing it his whole life. the liquid inside shifted colors every few seconds soft gold to violet to something darker and his smile sharpened every time it changed. he watched the crowd more than the merchandise, eyes catching on anyone curious enough to get too close.

“you look like someone with good instincts,” he said smoothly, stepping into someone’s space just enough to be noticed. he held the vial out between them, tilting it so the light caught just right. “so tell me. what kind of position are you searching for” his grin widened, playful but edged.

clover eyes him from head to toes, not at all subtle in her ways and gives him her best smirk. "ah, you know. true love potion, nothing too shabby." she winks at him playfully, her fingers passing lightly on the surface of some pink vials. was she actually looking for anything? not really, but it was a fun place to people watch and any new movements at the underland was to be checked by woohp agents, secretly, surely.

"i actually heard there would be lots of trinkets and i love me some silly trinkets. especially if it's pink." clover looks back at him once more, "but you don't seem the trinkets type, what are you doing here?"