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It was here. It. With a capital i. The ribbon, the cutest one she'd seen in forever (okay, so really the cutest one she'd seen in days, but it felt like forever), long enough to fit her hairstyle and with the most beautiful, delicate lacework, as fantastic as she'd ever seen it. And was that... it was! Tiny little pearls sown in every so often gave it a classy but intriguing look. In Aggie's most educated opinion, anyway.

It was beautiful. It was gorgeous. It was destined to be hers, surely! All she needed to do was get into the store quick before anyone else saw it, but surely that wasn't going to a problem! Despite that thought, her steps were hurried and her movements slightly frantic as she entered the store and made her way over to the display to grab the ribbon. It was best not to take any chances, after all. Although her (admittedly quite quick) scan of the store didn't reveal anything other than a pair of middle-aged men and a woman in a stern business suit. But still there was a possibility of this going wrong somehow. Her life experiences had taught her that quite well.

She was so close! Aggie reached out her hand, intent on grabbing the ribbon, and then--

"Er, kinda." Yes, yes she was. But there was still a bit of politeness left in her, and Aggie didn't figure throwing herself at the ribbon with a frothing mouth going 'mine! Miiiiiine!!' would make her look very sane. "You t-too?"

It was just a ribbon, anyway. She threw a longing look at said item before turning a hesitant smile on the other girl. She was pretty, black hair which looked stylish even if it wasn't nearly as long as Aggie's, kind looking eyes and a beauty mark on her face. "You can have it if you w-want." Because really, what was a ribbon compared to potentially making a friend? "It would look really nice on you," she offered.

Aggie's smile amped up a notch as the other girl returned the compliment. If there was one thing she was proud of, it was her hair. "T-thank you." She was about to tell the other girl that really, it was fine, she could take the ribbon - the red-head needed two ribbons to make a hairstyle, anyway, so it was no problem, when the black-haired girl offered another solution.

"Yes!" Enthusiastic verging on desperate probably wasn't the way to go here. "I mean, er, yes, that would be lovely. It would be n-nice if we found some for both of us." The smile she offered the other girl was much less desperate than her earlier exclamation. And maybe they'd end up finding a ribbon that one of them liked more than this one and solve the problem. "I'm Aggie."

"Oh, um, I like pretty much any kind." Her smile was sheepish. "N-not like, a ton of super neon colours on o-one ribbon, but, um, tasteful?" That was a pretty vague description, even she could tell.

"Elegant. P-pretty. That sort of thing." Which really didn't elaborate much, but Aggie was floundering on how else to describe her taste in ribbons. "What about you? I can keep an eye out for something you m-might like, too." She sent a smile to Penelope before continuing her search of ribbons. Not this one, no, definitely not that one, maaaaybe this one...

So far her search was coming up short. She pouted down at the green lace ribbon in her hand, not at all very impressed with the organization skills of this shop.

Aggie considered the ribbons that Penelope had found. Hmm, the dark green velvet was nice, but it might be a bit too heavy? Although then again... She squinted at the ribbons, trying to make up her mind. She kinda... she kinda really liked the yellow one. It was so bright, you couldn't help but smile when you looked at it - but on the other hand it might be too bright, and not every yellow went with her hair colour.

Well, good thing there was someone here to provide a second opinion! "Do you think the yellow is, um, too bright for my hair? It's really pretty, but it might be a bit much..."

She listened intently as Penelope described her own taste. Aggie approved (ribbons are serious business, OK) - that was exactly the kind of ribbons that would look good on the other girl. In her opinion, anyway. "You h-have good taste!" She nodded vehemently, smiling.

"I, um..." Would this be too forward? She bit her lip, looking faintly worried. "I t-think I have some ribbons at home that might suit you. Y-you're welcome to come over and, um, have a look. I'm not a creeper or anything like that!" Then again, who else but creepers invited people to their house so quickly after meeting them? But Aggie really did have some ribbons in Penelope's taste (she thought they'd be, anyway) that she hadn't used for ages, and really, it was just so nice to meet someone who appreciated hair pieces as much as she did. Still, she looked increasingly worried (and slightly nauseous) as she waited for an answer.

Aggie beamed down at the yellow ribbon as Penelope said it'd look fine on her. "A-awesome! Well, in that case-" she quickly stepped back a few racks to grab the lace ribbon, "I think this belongs to you." She moved back to the black-haired girl and held out the ribbon.

"Oh. Oh! T-that's um, totally fine, I m-mean, it was a bit of an odd suggestion." Que awkward laugh and shy fiddling with hair. "Really sorry." Sometimes Aggie wished she had a bit more of a leash on her mouth, that she actually thought things through before saying them. She'd just have to work more on that.

But as Penelope continued speaking, the red-head brightened up considerably. "You seem really n-nice too!" She nodded vehemently, very much convinced of this. "And that sounds fine! Fantastic!" A friend! She'd made a friend! Or, well, she was on the road to making a friend, but whatever! The other girl thought she was nice and that was all she needed.

"I'll try to stop myself before s-saying weird stuff again like, um, this..." Ahh bugger. "My mouth j-just runs away with me." She gave an apologetic smile to Penelope.

Gribbing the small notepad and pencil she always kept in her pocket - just in case - she held it out to the other girl. "I-if you still want to give me your number, that is. I won't be a creeper and call you all the time or anything like that!"

"I'll look forward to seeing it on you then!" Aggie beamed happily. "I can wear the yellow ribbon then and we'll be ribbon friends!"

She considered Penelope's offer. "Sure, and you could borrow some of mine, then, so it's like, insurance? But you d-don't need to get me a new one. Just show me all the awesome ribbons you buy so we can exclaim about how gorgeous they are together." The last part was said with a shy smile - but really, if the black-haired girl bought her a ribbon, then Aggie would have to get her one back and then it'd go on forever. And she really didn't have that kind of money right at the moment (it never occurred to her that she might be exaggerating just a tad bit about the ribbon exchange) - but giving Penelope something from her own collection was totally different. Totally. Mainly because she wouldn't have to spend money right now and a part of the collection was actually from various family members who'd remembered her hobby at the oddest of times and gotten her all sorts of ribbons. Some prettier than others, and some not pretty at all. But she'd never inflict those horrible ribbons on a nice person like Penelope. She wouldn't inflict them even on her worst enemy.

"Thank you!" And really, Penelope was super nice! "Sure, OK! I do have texts, but um, my phone is at home right, so I'll send you a text when I get back so you can have my number too."

Well, might as well make some small-talk while they were here. "Where do you go to school at?" How to make this not sound like a stalker finding her next victim's locations, hmm... "I, I go to DCU! I just transferred in, so this'll be my first semester there. I'm kinda nervous to be honest."

"Crystal Academy!" As impressed as Penelope had been with DCU, so was Aggie with the exclusive girls' school. "That's really fancy. Not, um, in a bad way or anything, just wow, that's really cool!"

Aggie fidgeted a bit, stalling before the cash register and looking shifty, "Um... I'm studying Geography. W-well, that's my major anyway, it's really a lot of math and science and stuff and yeah. But it's not as lame as it sounds! It's actually pretty nice b-because you get to learn a lot about people én masse and the patterns they kind of develop and, um. I'm in the physical Geography branch though, so it's more places and their structure and natural formations and all sorts of things and I'm kinda rambling so I'm just gonna stop now. Er."

She held her silence for another awkward moment before venturing a question; "D-do you know what you want to study yet?"