Haunted Roads

Who: Gidget and Hale
Where: Floor 7
When: Wednesday, around 3PM
What: Friendly neighbours!

3PM usually meant a lot of different things to a lot of different people. Usually, however, it wasn't considered an acceptable time to be ready for, or for just coming home without sleep. Gidget and Hale, however, were perfectly suited to be neighbours if nothing for their motley schedules. Both tended to be coming and going at all hours of the day or night. It just so happened today that she had woken up just an hour before and was headed out into the day when he was just coming in.

Gidget was stepping out just as he came around. She knew she had a neighbor, but hadn't had the opportunity to meet him. Seemed like kind of a shut-in, she could hear his television sometimes. Her linen closet was like a portal into his living room. She also knew that he had a dog, but hearing barking didn't require someone to have more than a braincell to figure out what that meant.

She stepped out of her door, huge oval sunglasses with red frames on her face and almost ran right into him. Quick reflexes; she stepped back almost immediately on her towering black heels with the red and black speckle pattern on the inside heel. Gidget had on an oversized black sweater with bunched ribbon coming from her right hip to meet with a similar sewn-in track of bunched ribbon from her right shoulder to meet just above her left breast in a bright reddish-pink. For the weather's sake she was wearing opaque black leggings. Nails sharp and as red as blood. Matching lipstick. China doll wig. Gidget's earliest schtick involved her showing up at random, inappropriate places dressed and acting as Miss Scarlet from clue.

Behold her more quality wig and lack of white face paint. "Oh my!" She purred, very large red leather handbag propped up by one elbow. It was easy to look up at him over her sunglasses. Her first instinct that he was tired. Her second was that he was just darling, darling! "Long night?" She asked, wicked red smile over white teeth as she set her hip.

Hello, new neighbor!

Who: Gidget and [Open]
Where: Commons room
When: Just after dusk
What: Gigi is popular and spendy

"Whoot!" The exclamation was more out of surprise rather than excitement, but Gidget Pei-Pei knew how to blur those lines rather well. A tiny woman of Chinese descent, she made an impressive presence. Or maybe it was just all the light radiating from her outfit that made her seem bigger. It could easily be said that most people could not pull off a strapless yellow short-fibre terry-cloth baby-doll knee-length dress, but Gigi had the magic touch.

And that magic touch was called gorgeous metallic purple D&G platform heels and a gorgeous lightest pink trenchcoat with clear vinyl waist sash. Gigi complimented this with a modernized 60's beehive, wide oval sunglasses, bright red fingernails and toenails, dramaticly curved eyeliner, pale lips, and a huge bracer/bracelet of thin wire mesh and pieces of amethyst.

Around her neck was a collection of lockets in silver and gold she had collected over the years.

Her outfit made it clear why such volumes of shopping was strictly required. Seattle was a new city to her and there were 'treasures' that had been waiting for her everywhere. Certain designers that were local were definitely trying to cull her patronage. A comped pair of shoes there, some bracelets here, it added up after a while. Of course, this came with the promise of returning when there were photographers around, but that was par for the course. Gidget wasn't on the cover of Star, but you could see her in a magazine fairly regularly. Perhaps lest regularly now that she wasn't primarily residing in the Big Apple for the first time in her life.

What had really killed her was checking her mail. Dozens of letters and packages were waiting for her. Gigi tended to get everything done last minute, so tons of random little things were still trickling in through the mail, as well as cards from just all kinds of people. Mix that wither dozen small to medium bags, and one larger bag filled with fabric, and this little lady was overloaded. Just a moment ago half of her pile had just straight tipped over.

After rebuilding her pile (rather noisily and with a lot of swearing), Gidget stepped back with her hands out to make sure it was built to last. An entire large, plush armchair was overtaken with her goods. The elevator seemed so close by. Maybe she should shuffle everything over and just drag it along? That would take a lot of time to redistribute her bags and she had a couple of party invitations for the evening. Nothing major, but there was a lovely evening dinner and cocktails function going on. Politician, probably just wanted to meet the little p(art)y star of his city. As long as the wine was good and free, she would consider going.

Didn't they have a busboy in this building? Ah, fuck it. Gigi would just find the nearest available soul for use. Not like they might not need something someday! "Ecsusi moi!" She called, waving one hand dramatically to get their attention (as if she probably didn't have it already). "Do you have a moment?" She smiled fetchingly as she presented them her pile with so much flair Bob Barker was somewhere having a hot flash.