Re: Fashion District: Clementine & Holly
You got things going for you. [Clem said it skeptical, but it wasn't lying. Girl wasn't gorgeous, and she wasn't going to be the belle of any ball. But she looked real young, and older menfolk liked that; it made up for not having real great cheekbones. Best do something with it while she was young, though. Blondes didn't age great; her sisters were proof of that, wherever they were, whoever they were tormenting these days.] You just got to learn to put them out there.
She followed Holly's gaze to the baby, and she shook her head, understanding the question.] Mr. Wayne didn't make my belly. My brother-in-law did. Mr. Wayne just put me up after, but he's good, and I ain't, sugar. Wasn't going to last, no matter how many times I sucked the man. [Shameless, and no point not being brash. She'd learned some quiet with the undead, with Alexander and that whole bad mess in Vegas, but that quiet was gone. It was replaced by brash youth and something like bitter apples on the tongue.
The Hello Kitty bra made Clem laugh; it wasn't a nice laugh.] Honey, you walk streets in Hello Kitty? [But it reiterated where the girl's value was out there, and she thought her daddy might like this little blonde. It made Clem stop laughing altogether.
She leaned forward and looked over that sweater.] It's real pretty. Too conservative for me, but what do you think? [She looked over at the saleswoman before even letting Holly answer.] She likes colors. Bring the girl something bright.