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[Carla is frowning at herself faintly in a mirror, her cheeks flushed very pink, clearly embarrassed with all of this. Her face is almost as pink as the teacup dress she's standing in. There is a childish sulky tone to her voice when she murmurs,]

...why does she even have this... [She lifts a hand to her hair uncertainly, toying with the fluffy little accessory that's been pinned into her dark hair.] Did someone give it to her as a gift?

[With one leg still in a tall cast she takes a few careful hops backwards to sit down on the edge of a bed, staring down at bare feet, toes curled - (why so much pink?) - against the floor. Her voice lifts, actually speaking to someone,]

I'll have to try your shoes another time.

[It's when she turns to look in that direction that she sees the phone. She had thought it had been tucked out of sight in her jeans, but apparently she was wrong. The realization makes the color in her cheeks darken, and her lower lip blossom into a full pout. Huff.

She defends herself lamely,]

I have better taste than this. [Most days.]

[[ooc; Nope. Couldn't resist. Open action to folks in the warehouse, cause... that's where she's at. Tsun tsun 8(]]

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Colorful.

[She puts a hand over her face briefly, trying to wipe the ridiculous pouting look off of her face, but it just won't stop.]

I'm sure Rosella's downstairs sweating glitter too.

Oh, but you wear it well, my dear.

Did you let Rosella convince you that everyone can be a princess in their hearts?

You're looking cheerful.

But Robert, we are all princesses.

[Even dressed like this, she can't make herself say that with a straight face, her lip curling in a disgusted little smile.]