She says nothing about his agreement, taking her own deep breaths before she nods once and leads them into the shop.
For all her worrying before, its a pretty classy joint with plush couches, colorful and edgy murals, and a teal haired woman at the desk.
"Oi, Ginger Tails! Right on time!" The teal haired woman grins at them and nods at Leslie. "This Detroit?"
Abbi laughs and leans over to whisper to her friend.
"She wanted a name when I made the appointment and uh I panicked." In her defense, she had been super nervous about all of this. "Yup! This is Leslie, Detroit, your pick." She pushes them both forward to the counter and the waiting, outstretched hand of the woman.
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