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Danny stood around the booth, sporting a very becoming sweatshirt. She had a ribbon in her hand, and was currently securing it to West's horns.

"Okay guys um! Do uh ... smile and stuff! Anyone need help? Uh ... - West stop moving!- It's show time guys!" Danny wasn't much of a leader, but she could at least make everything pretty.

She looked at Alecto and Andrew, with a look to the bows, then back at them. It seemed to imply you're next.

Every dorm needed to have an exciteable puppy, right? "Readyready! I'm good to gogo!" Alecto chirped with one arm raised and tail wagging excitedly behind her. Her ears perked up when the demon ghoul switched between the bows and her and Andrew. "Yesyes?" [You're next, stupid?] For what? [Why do I even bother...] Letting Meg's words go, she opted to excitedly bounce around the booth instead. "Boothsbooths!"

Quinto was never one for quiet appearances, because nobody gets noticed by the world by keeping silent. Look at Jack's performance all those years ago! Setting himself on fire? What a way to make a long lasting impression!

... Ah if only he could set himself on fire without ruining his wondering clothing.

Since there was no way for him to do that, he decided to be as loud and obnoxious as possible, "CAN I GET THE ATTENTION OF SOMEONE WHO'S RUNNING THIS FAAAABULOUS BOOTH?" And then, as if just remembering his manners, the man chuckled to himself, grinning as he tipped the tiny top hat on his head, "Please."

"Could it be?" Quinto gasped dramatically, sliding sideways to reach the boil who had addressed him, "Could you be the one I am looking for? Are you in charge of this booth, you pretty, pretty boil?"

Danny laughed at the little dog boy. "What, you want something too? Whatcha want?" She then patted his head. Good dog.

Danny looked at the ribbon, then back to the dog. "Oh! You want some stuff too, gotcha gotcha." She turned back to the booth, pinning the bow she'd been holding into West's hair for safe keeping.

She reached up over the table to grab one of the giant hoodies and then turned back to Aki. "Arms up, little dude!" She was going to drown Aki in fabric. He would be lost and never return.

"Games? No, no, no... You must be mistaken! I am here on business!" Quinto laughed, tsking as he shook his head, wriggling a finger at the boil, "Since you pointed me to the leaders though, I suppose you did your job well!"

With a tip of his hat, he was gone, strolling towards where Danny and West were.

"A pretty boil told me that the two of you are the people in charge?" It was a question as much as it was a statement. Looking at the ribbon that Danny was trying to put on West, he grinned, nodding in approval, "What a lovely, lovely ribbon for a lovely, lovely boil! Although I suppose you might look better if your frown was upside down! Shall we put a smile on that face?"

Without waiting for a reply, he removed his tiny top hat, and reached into it. A few seconds later, he pulled out a huge box, letting it drop to the floor by his feet before returning his hat to where it belonged - on his head.

"I'm Quinto Enis, and I'll show you a sight you've never seen before," He laughed, opening the box after slicing the tape away with a penknife tucked into the pocket on his vest. Inside the box were numerous plushies, designed after the Demon dorm's mascot and colors.



"SQUISHUNES! Gotta collect them all, you know~ Soft and squishy and totally adorable!" He handed the brochure over, and grinned, "I'm giving this to you for free! No hidden costs! FREE OF CHARGE! Of course, being demons, you must know how business works - no charge, but I do have a favor to ask of you~ That is, when you give these adorable babies out, give them a brochure too. Now, do we have an agreement?"

[I'm leaving this here for you guys when you are here since idk if I'll be awake when you are 8T So this speeds up the process.]

"What in the s**t... Danny, no."

West slapped at the flame demon's hands once he realized what she was doing, tearing red ribbons and bows from his horn and hair and throwing them at the miniature beholders hovering nearby. The black ribbon he left where it was, not because he was feeling particularly enthusiastic about this whole mess, but because he hadn't realized it was there.

He had only remained an RA after realizing he'd signed up because he was sure it would be an excuse to indiscriminately punch his peers and destroy their stuff for no reason at all. This whole rah-rah helping thing he'd gotten instead fit him like an itchy sweater. Or a DEMONS RULE hoodie.

The boil frowned as he eyed the approaching squishune salesman, pulling the box of toys the reaper produced into the booth with a nod. "Yeah, sure." There was a strong possibility that one of the fiery creatures around here would accidentally burn up all of those helpful brochures, but West didn't feel the need to mention that. "Go demons," he added, raising his fist to about the height of his shoulder then letting it drop back at his side. He glanced around Quinto in the direction of the monster booth. Right now, he had gambling duties to attend to, but at some point, he had to see a ghoul about some wrestling. West sighed.