Day 49: Late Afternoon - Pearl's Beauty Salon Hair and Nails

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Meche couldn't remember the last time she'd had her nails done, if ever--it definitely would have been a long while even before the last time she'd had nails. Today was turning into the day for those kinds of things, it seemed like.

The salon was only about a block from the bookstore, so luckily she managed to stay pretty dry on the run over. Meche closed the door firmly behind her and smiled at the woman who rushed from the back to meet her. "Hi, I'm meeting a friend here," she explained, and sat down in the nearest chair to wait.

[for Donna]

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"I'll take shoes to pumpkins anyway. You can always use fashion to cover up what you don't want showing, after all." Not that Donna did so on a regular basis. She was proud of what she had, even if she chose to diet. Never hurt to diet, now did it? Unless you were one of those crazies who went with those "all this, no that" ones. Idiots.

She gave a grin when Meche changed her wording and responded by turning to the woman who had better be prepared for them. "I trust you're ready?" she questioned, pulling out the coupon she'd already separated for use.

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"You're not kidding," Meche replied with a chuckle. She'd definitely learned that lesson over the last four years. Good tailoring could even coax curves out of a bare ribcage.

She rummaged her own coupon out of her coat pocket and handed it to the woman, whose assistant was coming out from the back too now. The woman--Pearl? She moved as if she was in charge around here--took it and led them over to two desks right next to each other. Meche took a seat.