Time: Midday. Place: From Madame Selene Fantine's Fortune Telling Tent to walking the carnival. Cast: Moon then OPEN
Moon and Madame Selene Fantine were incredibly interchangeable at this point and it was becoming incredibly convenient. The day was becoming longer and longer. Usually her business picked up by nightfall, but when it was the middle of the day, she had pretty much absolutely nothing to do. The young woman flopped down in her luxurious and pompously large seat, huffing a reasonably audible sigh, even though no one would hear it. If she wasn't immortal, death would take her for the sheer fact of boredom. However, if she were ever to die, Masters would want a hugely better reason than that. She looked around her abode, trying to decide if it needed a change up with her outfit. Moony worked tirelessly trying to perfect her art of interior design... and scaring the hell out of customers.
She stood up, toying with the light fabrics between her fingers, staring at them deliberately. After squinting her eyes hard enough at them, she decided that there was nothing she could do. Her set up for today was PERFECT for the energy for later. Perhaps she needed to work on her appearance! She quickly moved over to a rather large mirror positioned in the back. She loved antiques and things with history. Anything with grandeur and a timeless poise. Her hair was down today, in a flowing and straight fashion. She wore a deep violet dress, with a purple lily protruding from being tucked behind her left ear. She accentuated her outfit with light violets for eyeshadow. She was feeling very purple today.
Deciding she looked perfect, she twisted her hair around her finger, peering at herself in the mirror as she thought. Then, a glorious vision came to her! Or idea. Whichever. She would see what everyone else was up to at this time! Masters wouldn't care too much if she took a little time off until later. It wasn't like business BOOMED in the middle of the week... in the middle of the day. Moony perked herself up with a rather innocent smile, even though she usually had more ideas than the smile let on. She fluttered her way out of her trailer, posting a sign made by someone else, saying that she would be back soon... ish.