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[withloadedguns]

Don't think I need any lessons.

[ooc: What it says on the tin. Pretty much. Ah hem hem.]

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[withloadedguns]

Yeah. A bit.

[Understatement of the year. Women in pants. Not that the bifurcation of the female form is anything new, and a woman can wear pants, if she needs to, but to see it done so regularly. Surprising. ...moving on...]

[boutant]

[ ...nope, going to ask about the corsets anyway. ]

Were corsets a thing then?

[withloadedguns]

For ladies.

[This is actually a double reference. Y'see, women would wear them. But ladies would be sure to wear them. Other types of women? Possibly not.]

[boutant]

[ p a u s e

This pause mostly consists of Ariadne wondering if that means he knows how to take them off.

Ahem. ]

The sort of ladies who'd slap you if you offered to show off your technique?

[withloadedguns]

Some of them.

[boutant]

And what, the others swoon?

[withloadedguns]

They expect to get paid.

[boutant]

Classy.

Do they charge as much as you do?

[withloadedguns]

[Hey, you asked.]

No, not usually.

[boutant]

[ Well, you know what they say about curiosity. ]

Not usually?

[withloadedguns]

There might be some that do. Wouldn't surprise me.

But I haven't met them yet.

[boutant]

I'm sure there are. Especially here.

[ She's pretty sure there are prostitutes here, underground if nowhere else. ]

[withloadedguns]

[There're some on the edges of town too, cough cough.]

Probably so.

[boutant]

[ Oh No Name. Do they give you a frequent customer discount? ]

They could probably give you lessons better than I could.

[withloadedguns]

[He's not a frequent customer, so no they--whoa wait--

--did you really just?

This face. And a lot of it.]

[boutant]

[ Oh yes. Yes she did. And she looks way, way too amused by that reaction. ]

I'll leave you to it, then.

[ Trouble indeed. ]