Lulu actually sort of liked the music. It was lively, and sort of joyful in its own way. She looked around with some interest, watching the lava light for a few moments before noticing the man in the corner. She waited for him to finish with what he was doing, not wanting to interrupt. She assumed the practice of art on flesh was a difficult one, and she didn't want to disturb him.
When he introduced himself, she chuckled and smiled. The fact he'd already printed out the design and worked out a price impressed her, and she smiled. "That's fine. I'd like to try to do it all at once, if you don't mind. I think I'll be fine for the pain." She was impatient at her core, and didn't know if she'd be able to stand walking around with it unfinished.
She sat down on the seat, taking a moment to put her long hair up, knowing it would get in the way. "They're not common where I'm from, and I've recently met someone who has a great number. They're beautiful, and seem a good way to preserve a moment." A faint blush crept into her cheeks, and she realized she sounded overly sentimental.