Re: Music Store: daniel/claire
[When the door opened Daniel was greeted with the scent of roses and incense, which seemed to eternally cling to her no matter how hard she scrubbed. She couldn't remember a time she'd seen him in a color other than grey. The green suited him in her mind. Claire laughed at his greeting, and her smile was warm as she took a few easy steps inside, standing aside to allow him to lead her upstairs.] No matter the season, you never know who you will run into out there. [She flashed open one side of her coat to show him the pair of daggers inside, one much more vibrant and polished than the other. The motion was reminiscent of how she'd flashed the armory she'd had strapped to her back in Rome, but she looked far more feminine beneath her hunter coat this time. Her leggings were as black as the short skirt that brushed mid-thigh, and her top was a gauzy white peasant blouse with blue and yellow flowers embroidered around the neckline.
Despite living in America for so long, Claire still was not a master at small talk preferring to get straight to the point, so it was unabashedly Italian when she immediately followed with:] There is a favor I must ask of you, tesoro. [However, there was no 'weight of the world' in her words as there usually was, bordering instead on light and sweet like Pinot Grigio.]