Which in this case had Cerissé holding a folder of sheet music tucked carefully into the crook of her arm. She'd spent the morning sitting with a far-too-hoity-toity-fancy drink and a pencil, writing notes and carefully making her way through another song - or rather, another part to the song she'd already been working on for the Symphony. The display that had drawn the young woman's attention had simple green and white theme to it, featuring white paper tree silhouettes framed over a background in shades of green and a single coat on display in it.
It was nice. The entire look was nice.
Grymoire
and another potato start from me. All I give you are potatoes.