Dahlia was catching up with work in here shop. She had been so busy with keeping track of witches, her brother, and her main tasks as Witch council member. Sure she was happy her brother was off and happy with his wolf and Andre starting to fall into his own place, but the red head wasn't sure about some of it. Like how she would have a brother in law that was the town beta, but she was going to keep to her word and let it be.

Currently her shop was open, her two assistants off somewhere to enjoy free time for once as she worked her more natural magic. She was playing around with designs for formal occasions. She had fabric scraps about her in her office, papers and inks seen all over in bottles and quills. She was going with a strange theme for her nature. They were light hearted fairy tale in design, some even looking like those porcelain dolls. Pencils and quills scratched across paper, her voice ringing out sweetly in song as she worked. She had the bell above the door set to alert her in her office as well, not really expecting any customers since prom and most spring formal occasions were done with. None the less, she was preparing for the summer and fall, trying to make less...terrifying designs. Her shop would always hold a dark and Victorian heir to it as would her, but she needed to show off her talents as more than sinister in fashion.




outfit

Andrei had harassed his cousin of course and decided to go into town officially and meet some of the natives. He tend to stick out like a sore thumb in social settings with the way he dressed and how he looked physically. He wore a black, spider like suit as he walked down the street, people stared at him as he made his way to a so that caught his attention. He started at the door for a moment before going inside, letting the door slam behind him.

He started looking around the shop, pushing the cloths on the racks and thought they were the most interesting cloths that he had ever seen and wondered if the designer preened this shop.

Dahlia had been tracing out a blue lace edge on a Cinderella dress when the door loudly slammed in her shop. Both her and her pet rat Crumpet jumped with a start. She had managed to not ruin the sketch but glared at her office door. She stepped out of said office, her glare replaced with a mad smile. She knew she needed to play sweet for the customers, but even she wasn't one for the rude. She looked the man up and down, not knowing who this new face could possibly be aside from some wolf. She honestly felt she delt more with werewolves than her own these days.
"hello there darling! I'm Dahlia and Welcome to the Mad Masqurade!"
She was loud and seemed a bit mad, but that was just the charm she held with her. She hoped that no family would show its face until she got a better understanding of this stranger.

He smelt a witch nearby, but didn't bothered to turn and look to see who the Smell belonged to. He continued to look through the racks of interesting clothing before hearing a mad greeting that made him chuckle to himself before turning around, cocking a thin arched brow at the woman that greeted him. Her outfit was bizarre, course he found it interesting and eyes the red headed beauty infront of him.

"Quite a lovely collection of cloths you have here, Dahlia." He said and had this mad from on his face.

Dahlia could tell this stranger was quite a character. She grinned a bit brighter in that moment, bowing some with the bounce of her hair.
"Oh how kind of you! All my products are made here by little me and my dainty hands after all."
She started to make her way over to the counter. She made a bit of a spin on her foot to face the stranger once behind the counter, leaning over some as she grinned ever so widely. It was always a wonder how her face wasn't in pain from such an expression.
"So aside from my delightful shop, what brings you to this little town darling?"
She batted her lashes for a moment, ever so curious of this wolf while trying to keep herself from falling into stitches out of annoyance. She still hadnt let to of how he had slammed her shop door.

What a interesting woman. He studied her, finding her mad demeanor quite charming. He watched as she did a Ben behind the counter. "Really you made all this? I hope you take request, I would love for you to make something as beautiful as the cloths on this racks." He said. He was being truthfully honest, he found her fashion to be tasteful and never met anyone like her.

He chuckled and walked over to the counter."Meeting the locals, but you are by far the most interesting." He said.

Dahlia just laughed, her chuckle even sounding a bit mad and missing a few screws. She was liking this wolf. Most were disturbed or scared off by her outlandish fashion and behavior, but this one seemed to sink into it. She danced her nails across the counter top, grinning like a cat.
"But of course! Now normally that's for ball gowns and costumes, but I'll put me needles to any test in fashion."
She gave a bit of a wave of a hand as she walked over to where her masks were kept, the wall lined with them. She looked at different ones, mostly animals. She played with a few in her hands then, looking over at the stranger at his comment on finding her interesting.
"I wouldn't say that darling, there are things far more curious than little old me. Dahlia is just a bit quirky with a Victorian tick."
She giggled t her own joke, her head making a little ticking motion just to empathize the joke. At least it was funny to her.
"can I have your actual name darling? For as much as I love to call you darling, I rather know their actual titles."

He already had a idea in mind of what he would want her to make for him. He smiled at her maniac noises that were like music to his ears. He was starting to like this witch, and that was saying something. He did get along with all beings, but he never really got choose to anyone who wasn't a wolf. "Its quite charming I must say." He said.

"Andrei." He said with a more Romanian accent. He would yell her his last name, apparently his cousin had quite a reputation here and didn't want to be known as Jacks cousin and only that.

Dahlia was amused to say the least. This wolf could prove to be quite some fun for her, if she had a real personal life. Sure she was behaving as herself no matter what, but her social life was as dead as the bodies in the cemetery. She didn't dwell on this factor though as she plucked a wolf mask from the wall, an insane yet playful look glittering in chocolate eyes.
"well Andrei, let's hope whatever it's is you're here for goes smashing."
She walked over then, putting the mask on him with a grin. She would have loved to make the mask force a transformation, but she knew that was forbidden. This was a town built on secrets after all.

He smirked."Its certainly gotten more interesting." He admitted with a a almost evil filled smirked. He didn't budge when she our the mask on him and lightly moved the move to the side stone, letting half his face be seen. "Quite a mad haters mind you have." he complimented and chuckled.

He put the mask on the counter."What is there to do around here besides making people uncomfortable." He asked. He leaned on the counter and rest his head on his hand, giving her a mad gleam in his eyes.

Dahlia couldn't help to like that evil smirk. To see madness so boldly in someone aside from her reflection was quite a breath of fresh air for her. She could see when he moved the mask hf off his face. She gave a chuckle once more, trying not to let the words go to her head.
"quite a silver tongue you have there. Best watch it before someone cuts it off."
She made a scissor motion with her hand then, seemin to have a giggle fit. She cracked herself up sometimes. She blinked as if confused at being asked what could be done around town. It had been too long since she'd had any real fun, so her mind just blanked. She picked the mask back up, her face looking puzzled.
"Not that I could think of. Not one to leave my cage you see, or rather never been one for the norm. What is norm, sounds so strange don't you think?"
It was clear she was one that needed to keep her hands busy as she organized various things like the clothes currently. Dahlia was never one to just stay idle after all.

"Only if you so the cutting." He said, sticking out his tongue at get in a teasing way before smirking at her. He watched as she started to mess with things. "Oh really, there's alt of things, that you.could do, you certainly have a creative mad to make things less dull." He added and reached out, gently taking one her curls and lightly tugged on it, maybe top get a crazy rise out if her. He did like it when a woman turned crazy on him and he was sure her at her worst was certainly a sight worth seeing And experiencing.

Dahlia couldn't help to lift a brow at the teasing words. She just waved a hand with a huff on the matter, though she was still intent with listening to Andrei. She just chuckled at first, the sound still rather mad but rich. She was quick to grab at his hand to stop him as he just started to tug on one of her curls. She looked him in the eyes, still smiling.
"look but don't touch darling. I may be pretty but I don't play nice."
She looked like her normal mad woman self, but she didn't want this wolf to think it could just reach out and touch her like this. She was also trying to keep control, not blow her temper as she would at something so simple.

He chuckled at her words and stared at her grabbing his hand and smirked at her words."Quite a temper you are trying to hide my dear." He said with a sly smile. He knew that pushing the witchs buttons probably wasn't a good idea, but who couldn't say that he would enjoy her playing with him. He did wonder if if she maybe knew his cousin, allot of people seem to know his moronic cousin.

Dahlia just grinned a bit brighter then, her eyes looking more on the serious side. She moved his hand away from her hair, walking away to start and organize the clothes again. She looked to fluff some things out while move other pieces entirely as they were in the wrong section.
"best to leave that one alone Andrei. Those that see my temper never come out the say way before they met her."
Her cousin had faced her temper many times before. She could easily get him to run off with his tail between his legs more so than Jack could do sometimes. She chuckled at this thought, still shifting through clothes. She didn't want to add another wolf to her list of those that faced her fury. Didn't need to make a bad impression on a potential customer after all.