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HUGS! Israfel chirped happily as Lizzy embraced him, feather puffing up as she did. "Dapper suits! So cool! Hey hey do you have any lace? I love lace. It's so pretty and OH JACK LIZZY! LIZZYLIZZYLIZZY!" jumping up and down a bit his feathers fluffed out in excitement.

"You and Junko are the best! Dress best! Best at dress? UM YES! They are very well done and very nice designs. They match into this fall's colors really well and would compliment a ghoul or boil's natural shape, not to mention they are well designed so fittings wouldn't be very difficult!" Hugging Lizzy again, he beemed.
"They are very good. Are you going to the party? With that one boil with the hat and the grump face? Is Junko going with her boilfriend? Do you think there will be lots of spookies this year? I hope that the punch doesn't get spiked, I am very bad with my cider and do not want to end up doing silly things that might ruin my dress." Earwings flicked. "Speaking of, do you have anything light blue? I will help you're store thingy!"

The siren was practically bouncing on his feet.

Michi quickly added her name to the list, and wandered around the room without hearing or seeing anything. She was eyeballing that web and wondering what had made such a beautiful thing.

((Try 2))

Michi tore her gaze away from the spider design long enough to pluck another ball from the bowl. This one was white as well. With a sigh, she looked around to see if there was anyone she knew at this little impromptu shindig. Her eyes landed on the tall, skinny figure that was no one but Alexander. Grinning she sided up to him and bumped him with her hip.

"Hey cutie. Looking for a new tie?" She snickered slightly and tugged on his tie in a playful manner. Not to hard or serious like, just a light, little tug. At least she knew someone here!

She blinked at him and smiled. "I'd like that, actually! And I'll check it out, it sounds like my kinda place." The little zombie smiled at him and went back to taking down notes as he went off to show off his purple ball.

She notice another zombie (Alex) but didn't say anything to get their attention. She vaguely realized the stool had fallen over and the clatter of her notebook and her pen. Mostly because the ghoul's mouth was now attached to wear she thought the other zombie's knee would be.

And was very much nomming on it.

Oh dear.

((Try 3))

She paused to pluck one more ball out of the bowl... only to fail a third time. How upsetting. But in the moments where she turned away from Alex, she turned back only to find that there was a very small somebody gnawing away at his knee and Mort standing there commenting on it. She scowled at the thing, instantly disliking her for who she was attempting to consume.

"Jeeze...," Of course, putting her in the company of three zombies was a little odd. Michi hadn't spent much time with the undead before coming to Amity, so she didn't know how to react except to continue to scowl at it. She paused long enough to throw a wink at Mort. "Two cute boils in the same spot? Lucky me! How you doing Mort?"

Hamika blinked and looked at Mort first, her mouth still firmly attached to Alex's knee, then up at Alex. She blinked a few more times before gently letting go of the appendage, scratching her cheek. The ghoul, had she been living, would have been blushing for sure.

"Ah... That is... well... I have a think for knees and I don't... exactly know what came over me... Sorry Morty's friend," she said, poking her index fingers together. Oh this was embarrassing. Very. Embarrassing. While it was true that Hamika tended to, well, stare at people's knees and dream about how they would taste like, usually she kept that one little trait of being a zombie under control.

Apparently Alex's knee was just too tempting.

"I really am sorry. I usually can keep that under control. If it helps, your knee has a very nice taste. One of the better ones I've tasted, actually," said the zombie ghoul with a smile. Oh how that probably wasn't going to help, Hamika. She glanced at Michi and gave a kind of smile that said "Oops..."

Muka was definitely interested in custom clothes. His father only wore from custom designers and so far Muka had only been picking things up at the maul. He wasn't 'anti-mainstream' or elitist in any way but he was used to a certain lifestyle and meeting some fashion designers would fit in with it just perfectly.

The owl-bowl hovered around the door for a while, waiting for a few people to shuffle out because it was crowded. When he found an opportunity the lanky teen shuffled inside, wings ruffling away from the various webs and tucking tightly against his back. He was grinning, as usual, even as his eyes swept over the dresses presented as samples. They were definitely attractive, with a signature flair, but he didn't see anything for boils. Perhaps they didn't make boils clothes?

"Excuse me.. Miss Lizzy?" There were people talking to her and he didn't want to be rude. He barely knew the ghoul and would like a proper introduction. He'd heard of her family's line and they had even clothed his father on occasion. He threw his name out just in case it would help his case, "My name is Ulmuka Knobwalker. I was wondering if we could speak about tailoring a suit for Scarentines? I know it's a bit late for something custom..." His head tilted rather far to the side. "But I can pay well."

As Israfel went on to praise the existing designs, Lizzy looked a little like this: emotion_kirakira There were really no words to describe how proud she was, seeing how she was speaking to someone who really knew how to dress up for an occasion.

"Boil with the hat and grump- Oh! Mac?" She might had sighed happily at the mention of the boil, "He's... My boilfriend." She blushed and cleared her throat, "I'm sure Junko is! I mean, who else will she go with?" Scarentines might be for friends as well, but it was mostly aimed at couples, "I think we have something light blue! It will match your hair perfectly!"

In all the excitement, she had missed the little 'knee chewing' fiasco, only looking away from the Siren when she heard a most familiar voice. A voice that lit up her face, causing her smile to widen, "JUNKO!" The way she said it, you would think that they hadn't seen each other since forever ago.

Her attention was than directed to a boil - Ulmuka - that she had never seen before; another new student, perhaps?

"Hello! Ah!" The name certainly rang a bell, but what really caught her attention were the boil's eyes and his expression; there was something she found unnerving about him, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it, "I'll have to admit that suits are challenging for me..." She had only really practiced on Mac, after all, "But! I'm always up for a challenge! Do you have specifics in mind?"

Specifics might actually make her job easier this time.

"Oh, I'm glad to hear that!" She nodded at Mort, offering him a smile before tilting her head at the little group that had formed around the boil, "Oh, is something the matter...?" Not that a gathering would always mean that something bad was happening, but... Well, it was polite to ask right? As the hostess?