[Tifa picks up the pace, dodging some more crowds on the way—a gaggle of birdkin ladies squawking at a window, two otterkin arguing about something on the street, and a mother and trying to wrangle her unruly children as she carries their bags—until finally, they reach their destination.]
This is the place. I've bought a few things here before, and it's nothing too fancy either.
[Since this is a wedding... Not that Tifa's ever been to one, but she thinks she has an idea of what Dehya might be looking for.
The bell on the door jingles in welcome as they enter, and while the boutique is small, it's busy, and filled with clothes both dressy and practical alike, split right down the middle. The fashion is more or less the same as it is everywhere else, though there are some silkier fabrics and deeper and bolder colours compared to what one might find on Nogard.]
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[Tifa picks up the pace, dodging some more crowds on the way—a gaggle of birdkin ladies squawking at a window, two otterkin arguing about something on the street, and a mother and trying to wrangle her unruly children as she carries their bags—until finally, they reach their destination.]
This is the place. I've bought a few things here before, and it's nothing too fancy either.
[Since this is a wedding... Not that Tifa's ever been to one, but she thinks she has an idea of what Dehya might be looking for.
The bell on the door jingles in welcome as they enter, and while the boutique is small, it's busy, and filled with clothes both dressy and practical alike, split right down the middle. The fashion is more or less the same as it is everywhere else, though there are some silkier fabrics and deeper and bolder colours compared to what one might find on Nogard.]