[Almost by default, Veronica's mood tended to be Fascinated, and getting the text she had been waiting for from Johnny only increases it (and it showed in both her search history and the books she had taken out immediately after from the library which centered mainly on fashion, textiles, and photography). Reading material safely secured at home though, she makes her way to the spa dressed for practicality and August, with no real thought in her head to impress with either her clothes or her appearance.
But it's clear from the moment she steps in through the door that her good mood only improves further, her eyes bright as she scans the room, taking in the bustle and the equipment and the lights and finally: him. Her smile only deepens at the absence of his lucky horseshoe cap and the artful presentation of his hair, and Veronica doesn't even hesitate to make her way over, carefully avoiding running into anyone or anything as she does.]
Thank you for your invitation.
[And then because she has to once she notices that they've colored his lips and that his nails are painted in a slow transition from one colour to another which she has no name for:]
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But it's clear from the moment she steps in through the door that her good mood only improves further, her eyes bright as she scans the room, taking in the bustle and the equipment and the lights and finally: him. Her smile only deepens at the absence of his lucky horseshoe cap and the artful presentation of his hair, and Veronica doesn't even hesitate to make her way over, carefully avoiding running into anyone or anything as she does.]
Thank you for your invitation.
[And then because she has to once she notices that they've colored his lips and that his nails are painted in a slow transition from one colour to another which she has no name for:]
You look wonderful.