Mary-Beth gave Eden another stern look when she started to argue with her about whether the bear looked like the Grateful Dead bear. This girl really had no limits. "No matter how much symbolism is in that little bear, you're not getting me to stamp it on your body."
Putting Kermit or Bugs Bunny on someone's posterior wasn't stealing or ripping someone else off. The drawings were always her own rendition of something else someone wanted that was similar. Mary-Beth looked over at what Eden was doing and wrapped her hands around the top of the broom handle, waiting for the girl to finish. She looked at what Eden had done to the bear and sighed, taking a seat at one of the closest stations on a stool. "You're an insistent little thing."
Mary-Beth started spinning around on the stool idly, trying to possibly annoy Eden at how she was seemingly paying little attention to the girl having a hissy fit in her store. "I was your age once but I certainly wasn't getting tattoos. I was doing normal things that I was legal to do. Like dying my hair and putting on tattoos with sponges."
Mary-Beth tried to pout a little. "Why me? Ask J.J. when he gets in today. He'll be here in a little bit!" Mary-Beth perked up and smiled at the thought of her husband coming in. He had said that he might stop by today but she wasn't about to bet money on it.