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hopalongcharlie (hopalongcharlie) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"Hey, Stacey," he said, and headed towards her. "I see we've both managed to drag ourselves away from our cats today," he said, then glanced down to see if he was covered in more cat hair than usual thanks to playing with an enthusiastic Echo. Thankfully there didn't seem to be too much and the muted colours he'd chosen to put on didn't show it up too badly.

He made his way to the booth quickly, glancing at the screens in mild confusion. From what he'd seen before privacy screening wasn't too common in tattoo parlours unless particularly private areas were concerned and that didn't apply here. On the other hand he wasn't exactly eager to display his stump to everyone who might walk in. Not that he was ashamed or embarrassed by it generally, more that it tended to lead to a lot of tedious and repetitive questions.

"On the table to wait while you're finishing set-up?" he asked, pausing as he rounded the screen, watching her set up for a few seconds. It was good to see she was dedicated to what she did. He'd got that impression from when they first met, but it was even more obvious when he saw her like this.