I'm less than surprised that someone saw me coming in and alerted her. Shifting the nice bags over an arm, I raise my chin and look coolly at the same auburn haired werewolf who made my visit unpleasant the last time.
> At least her type is easy enough to deal with. I know everything is an attack. <
"I didn't realize you lived at the spa. But I shouldn't be surprised."
My opening felt a little weak - and a little low quality. But it doesn't matter, as engaging at all was what she wanted me to give her. I just needed to say something so she didn't start screeching at me to get a reaction.
"Oh, I have a standing appointment for maintenance treatments. One must keep up appearances when representing the family in social circles."
After suggesting how important she is, the woman makes a point of letting me see her eyes sweep over my packages. So I essentially know what sort of verbal attacks to expect.
"You seem to be making quite the investment in appearances yourself."
