AUDIENCE FOR: Lup

[guestservices]

mostly void, partially stars.

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Comments

[guestservices]

Good.

[they. say this with such finality that they pause again before carrying on.]

I find it hard to believe people would yell for something you don't exactly have control over, but people get angry for dumber things.

[evocationary]

Oh, you never know. I really expected my sinners to yell at me for trying to feed them to a furby, but instead they just keep telling me I have bad taste in men.

People get angry about weird things!

[guestservices]

[. . .]

Well. Do you have bad taste in men?

[evocationary]

[..............]

That depends on what you consider bad taste?

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[...................]

Forget I asked, actually, because that would require comparing your taste in people to mine.

[evocationary]

[that makes her laugh!]

I want to know! What's your taste! Who here do you think is cute?

[guestservices]

[this reverse uno sucks!!!]

Come on! It's been a week, first of all, and isn't there such a thing against staff and guest relations?

[they ask, ignoring that lup was very close to several people at the station.]

[evocationary]

Buddy, if you wanted someone with a sense of professionalism you picked the wrong Avatar.

Besides, I'm not saying you have to kiss them, I'm just curious who you think is cute!

[guestservices]

[they settle down after that.]

I haven't looked. I haven't met with many of you face to face yet.

[evocationary]

Really? Have you gotten a lot of people asking after you or no?

[guestservices]

A decent amount. Some of them rang the bell, but I sent them a message instead.

[evocationary]

But you came to see me in person? I'm flattered.

[guestservices]

You left a tip, so it seemed impolite to ignore it.

[evocationary]

Ahhh, that's the secret, huh. [she says, amused.] You didn't even wear it!

[guestservices]

It's too nice for me to wear.

[they do not give any tells that this is actually why they came down to meet with her.]

[evocationary]

[it's probably because she accused them of eating rocks]

Whaaat. It is not. I'll just make you another one if you mess it up.

[guestservices]

[yes.]

That's not necessary either. But I appreciate the thought, I think. [...] I'll keep it even if I can't wear it. Don't worry about it.

[evocationary]

You can't put it on top of the hat?

[a beat.] Guess I didn't think about that. Maybe I'll make you a bracelet next.

[guestservices]

[they consider this.]

Did people bring you a lot of gifts at the station?

[evocationary]

Not really, no. But we didn't have a tip box, and we also didn't harass our prisoners to bring presents, Aquila.

[this is mostly teasing - she says it to the air, like they're listening.]

[guestservices]

[they may be, who can say. they still seem to mull on that, picking at one of their gloves.]

I'm not really used to getting presents, and I don't expect them. So getting them is still new.

[evocationary]

[throws the sticky hand back

no, but she pulls herself back up, peering at them.]

Do you like it, or does it make you feel uncomfortable?

[guestservices]

I wouldn't say uncomfortable is the right word.

[they do not elaborate on that though.]

If it's what a guest wants to do, then that's fine. I won't tell them no.

[evocationary]

What is the right word, then? [she is nosy. curious.]

[guestservices]

I'd rather not discuss that, if that's okay with you.

[the tone isn't, like, a harsh shutdown or anything. it's more matter of fact and just asking.]