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[Maya jumps back a little at that poof of smoke, wide-eyed in her surprise-- and watches that leaf float lower, lower, lower to the ground.]

O-oh.

[Uh-oh.]

Um. Oops?

[She looks at poor little Dandy sheepishly, gathering up her shoulders like a timid cat.]

[Oops indeed, although Dandy certainly isn't blaming her. He's definitely blaming himself as he scrambles to grab his magical leaf.]

D-Don't look, I got this!!

[Once in his paws, Dandy SLAMS that leaf back on his head and poofs back into his human form, just as easy as that. At least now she knows how this all happened in the first place, not like he could keep it a secret forever.]

There, all... all better. [He still looks incredibly rattled.] Nothin' Dandy can't fix.

Oh-- wow!

[So that's how it works. Maya really does look impressed, eyes all wide and mouth half open like that, blinking up at Dandy.]

Now that's a nifty trick...

[She shrugs again, smiling still.]

S-sorry about that. Um, I'll be more careful this time?

[let her get that last cowlick it's killing her]

[Jeez, Maya... Does she always have to be so...chill?

There's a faint pink to Dandy's cheeks as he just sits there, bewildered. Why is it making him feel so...weird? Like, right in the gut.

...Oh wait, no.

He knows exactly why.]

Yeah, sure, go to town...

[It IS a really annoying cowlick, after all.]

[Whether or not Maya has reservations doesn't seem to matter. She knows how long Dandy's wanted anything like being human again, and she isn't about to ruin it for him.

She reaches her hands up and now a bit more gently fixes his hair, minding where she imagines this leaf must be (a cute-funny mental image that thankfully she only smiles a little about) to get Dandy's hair in place. It's kind of fun to play with... But she's got to be careful.

Satisfied, she pulls her hands away.]

There we go.

[She gives him that mischievous smile to finish it off.]

A whole new Dandy. It doesn't look half bad!

[There's something nice about her touching him on the head like this. It's not like how they would cuddle while he was a yokai, he didn't look like a person, therefore he can't imagine she saw him as one. It'd make petting him easier, like a dog. And people don't fall for dogs.

But here she is, hands deep in his HUMAN hair like it's no big deal, she waaaaaants to touch him. Like this!! Maybe...maybe she's into him...

Can't be too excited though, so he starts to pout. Again.]

Tch, easy for you to say... A man's only as good as the product he puts in his hair...

[Dandy's hand rests on his now very loose hair, trying to get used to the unfamiliar feeling. He very rarely goes around like this, he'll even sleep in his pompadour, that's just how dedicated he is to the look.

Can't believe she likes this shit...

But he made date plans and he's following through, dammit! One trademark down, another, less painful one to go. Dandy starts to take off his signature jacket, leaving him only in his INCREDIBLY BORING red shirt.]

Anything else, or can we go already?

That's a new one...

[Maya comments on Dandy's product virtues, albeit a bit quietly. She looks him up and down, though, and decides she can spare him one more compliment. It's true, anyway.]

That's a good look for you.

Alright! We should get going.

[can't linger too long or Dandy's ego might overwhelm them.]

[Thankfully for everyone, Dandy's ego can only blow up so much when he already thinks he looks like an idiot. He looks...plain, nothing about him is eye catching or flashy and he HATES it.

Even if that's the point.

Dandy lives to be seen! But...he also really doesn't want people on his ass for being that one dead guy, either. Not in the middle of a date, that's for sure. So, whatever, he gets back onto his feet, looming over Maya once again, already growing impatient.]

Yeah, yeah. Whatever. So first things first, if we're hitting up a place for clothes, it's gotta be a good one, got it?

[He has like no money.]

Yeah, um....

[Another pause as Maya brings her hand to her face pensively, a brow tweaked and lips halfway to a pout.]

I guess... The mall... Maybe? Or... A thrift store...?

[...does she not know anything about shopping or dressing yourself outside a cult?

No.]

Edited (My brain swapped words ok) 2019-10-08 13:51 (UTC)

A thrift store- I am NOT wearing other people's garbage, Maya!!

[The very NERVE.]

We're going to the mall, that's where where the fashion's at. There, easy.

It's not garbage!! Being mindful of the planet is important! It's eco-friendly!

[Dont be such a snob dandy!! Is what her adamant little balled up fists say.]

But... The mall is more fun....

[When you have money-]

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