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[ OPEN! Just ignore the lack of booth swag graphics for the moment! /coughcough ]

Things had been rather quiet at his booth ... so it was a bit of a relief when someone approached, even if it was someone else who was running! Ignatius straightened himself out and offered a large grin, accepting the hand of the skeleton. Skeletons were undead, right?

Oh, he was running for Public Relations! Yes, that was an important position indeed. He definitely seemed friendly enough for the position!

"Hello Rojo! I'm Ignatius. It's a pleasure to meet you." Happily, Ignatius offered a small button to the skeleton if he wanted it, though he wasn't sure where the skeleton would stick it. "I am happy to meet other people who are running! We may be working together in the future."

She may have not been speaking, but Ignatius immediately turned his attention to the new arrival when she came to the booth.

It, of course, allowed him to make the speech he had probably practiced plenty enough -- maybe he should have just recorded it, but it was a little late for that -- and unintentionally make the quiet reaper ghoul's cheeks light up in flames. Of course she was blushing! He did invite it, didn't he?

So when she blushed, he winked in a way that wasn't cheesy, but the flirtatious nature of the action was certainly obvious. "Boundless energy indeed ~"

What was she -- oh that wasn't right. That sounded like a monster clawing a tesla coil until it cried. He wouldn't wince though. Maybe she'd get better if she tried again another time...

"A valiant first attempt," offered Ignatius, with a small, friendly tease and a chuckle, offering her a button. "You can try again later if you want!"

Was he even more charming for handing her the button or was she just mad at herself? That was a really deep red, like when creeple "boil with rage" or whatever they say, but there was also "red as a tomato" for embarrassment and he supposed that was also valid...

Oh, she was motioning at him? Was she mute?

Pointing at herself with her head hung, was she ashamed? No need for that but... Question mark. Did she have a question? Was she asking him about what he thought about her? Was it something to do with her embarrassment? Was she asking about the button? Was she an enigma? Was there such thing as a reaper that was an enigma? An enigma reaper maybe--

Maybe he'd venture the most innocuous question. "Ah, do you have a question?" He paused, adding, "If I'm misunderstanding, I apologize."

Ha! He was right! Mostly! Of course!

She seemed to be saying he wasn't a problem--a relief, being a problem was the exact opposite of a vice president hopefully. With someone who was mute, he'd have to pay close attention to their motions. He couldn't just listen. Don't get distracted Ignatius. Don't get distracted...

The coils. She was pointing at the coils!

"Those are Tesla Coils!" offered Ignatius, cheerfully. "They produce high voltage," maybe he shouldn't use too many electricity terms, "or strong, electricity with a low current. The electricity can make sounds. The wand acts as a control unit--it's sending commands to the coils based on what you do with it."

He seemed very enthused about tesla coils.

Andrew walked into this half way in. very much half way in. But he found Blondie blushing before another boil. for a moment the ari raised a few degrees around him. Was that boil hitting on HIS minion?

No it seemed he was just explaining the booth to her. Still why was his ghoul blushing? Did she think he was cute? A mischievous smirk spread across his lips. His presence was already known, or at least anyone who could feel the temperature knew it. Andrew was well aware of his presence. As he had gotten older it seemed it was harder and harder to hide the boiling heat that rolled off him wherever he went.

So he rolled with it, casually slinging a wing around Ruth. "Is this your new Boil friend? He's very shocking." Andrew gave the boil a small glance. Vice Present huh? wasn't Trisha also running for Vice president? he thought he has seen her booth around. He was interesting enough anyway.

Ruth would have allowed her mouth to form a silent laugh when the boil started on that catchy, if somewhat cheesy, song. Except she felt Andrew's presence before she heard him approach. And while she kept her focus on Ignatius, she was internally screaming. Said internal screaming got louder when the fire demon's wing wound around her. Immediately her arms came back down to her sides, her lips pressing into a tight line as she shook her head in vehement denial at the suggestion of having a boilfriend.

She couldn't deny the shocking bit, though.

And when Ignatius mentioned they were simply talking, the shaking of her head became a vigorous nodding. Yes, that was it! Please do not take note of how her cheeks were redder than ever. Please please please please.

Blondie? Was that her actual name or just a nickname? She was getting very red, in any case. Agitation? Embarrassment? Bad creepateria food? Probably not that one... This time.

At the second use of the name Blondie, he figured it was probably a nickname. He chuckled at the teasing, shaking his head. Well, if he was offering to set them up, likely wasn't boilfriend. Ignatius could at least gather that much.

"Be careful, I think she might hit you," Ignatius laughed. "But I agree. That jello is terrible and about as bad as that... Sand stuff at beaches." gross "I'll take aim at that stuff first. It needs to be eradicated... Quickly."