Raziel stopped in his step, contemplating a pumpkin at his feet. His head tipped in thought, thinking hard on her question. Had he wanted a pumpkin for the shop? Wouldn't that be fun? A ridiculous smile graced his full lips, nodding his head. "I think I do, I hadn't really thought of decorating the shop really. Maybe the other artists would get into it too," he mused, wondering if they might like to make a competition out of it.
"I'd also like eon for the house, just something to brighten it up. Maybe one that would fit on my altar?" he knew it'd have to be small in order to fit on his altar, but he knew his grandmother would have enjoyed a little pumpkin carving. He already knew he'd paint hers, maybe give it little vampire fangs. "Do you enjoy Halloween?" he asked suddenly, surprising himself. He just realized she may not have been the sort to always carve pumpkins. He couldn't remember who had mentioned the date idea first.