[It really says something, when her first thought upon sighting the young gentleman's approach isn't so much something to the effect of "sir, please learn to dress yourself" and actually falls somewhere more along the lines of, "oh, thank goodness, someone dressed properly for once". Admittedly, the colors are a little...much, but she supposes she's likely been dead long enough to have lost track of which ones are in fashion this season, and at least it's better than the collarless short-sleeved...things most of the other shameless people have been wandering around in lately.
Someone like that...it's funny, isn't it, how backwards they are? She's the one wearing black, and he's decked out in a young lady's bright colors. What a little spectacle they make.
Oh, but he's said something — courtesy would demand a reply, then, and hers comes on the form of a slight bow (mostly in her shoulders) and her attention finally turned away from the flowers around her.]
Good morning! It's a very pretty day out, isn't it?
you brought that username it's already stupid
Someone like that...it's funny, isn't it, how backwards they are? She's the one wearing black, and he's decked out in a young lady's bright colors. What a little spectacle they make.
Oh, but he's said something — courtesy would demand a reply, then, and hers comes on the form of a slight bow (mostly in her shoulders) and her attention finally turned away from the flowers around her.]
Good morning! It's a very pretty day out, isn't it?