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Siennas Valentines Day Beauty Specials 240215
Valentine's Day at You Wish Beauty Salon finds a lively group engaging in beauty treatments and playful banter. Charlene and Harriet share a light-hearted moment, discussing their perspectives on romance, setting the tone for an afternoon of camaraderie and pampering. Meredith, drawn by the cheerful atmosphere, decides on a facial treatment, joining the others in relishing the salon's specials. Sienna, the attentive host, ensures each guest feels welcome, suggesting treatments and answering questions, while Lydia appears intrigued by the assortment of specials on offer. Throughout, the salon buzzes with light-hearted discussions about romantic escapades and potential Valentine's Day plans, underpinned by a sense of community and friendship among the patrons.
As treatments proceed, personal stories and jokes weave through the conversations, revealing insights into the lives of Harriet, Charlene, and others. Silas, another patron, adds to the tapestry of tales with his interactions with Sienna and thoughts on seeking employment. Amidst nail treatments and discussions on cheerleading and artistic aspirations, Charlene playfully exposes Harriet's romantic relationship with Sam, much to everyone's amusement. Sienna skillfully manages the salon, attending to each guest's needs while fostering an environment where laughter and beauty treatments coincide. The session concludes on a note of appreciation and promises of future visits, encapsulating a day of luxury, laughter, and personal connections at You Wish Beauty Salon.
(Sienna's Valentine's Day Beauty Specials)
[Wed Feb 14 2024]
In You Wish Beauty
Expansive tinted bay windows give a view over Lynch avenue and Haven bay beyond that. The interior of the store is brightly light with clear white light, black and white photographs of local Haven celebrities line the black painted walls while the floors are polished white tile. Large mirrors are set into the walls in front of the various stations.
A semi-circular reception desk sits near the entrance, with You Wish Beauty emblazoned across the front of it.
On the southern wall is painted a large white door frame covered with poppies surrounding a door-sized mirror.
It is afternoon, about 7F(-13C) degrees, and there are a few dark grey clouds in the sky.
Charlene grins cheekily at Meridith and goes over to stand with Harriet, looping an arm around her friend's waist. "I mean, Miss Williams ain't really the romantic type, I guess."
Meridith says "I bet she gets off on signing paperwork..."
Meridith blushes at her own comment.
Lydia makesh er way into the salon, glancing around almost a little uncertainly. She gives a faint little grin of greeting to Meridith and Harriet, even as she starts to check out the specials.
Meridith waves cheerily at Lydia from her chair as she applies the mask and relaxes, sighing contentedly
A stylist welcomes Meridith into her chair, quickly running through a consultation to inspect the state of her hair as another assistant works to begin imeplementing the pink clay purifying sheet mask to help relax the client.
Sienna smiles brightly at Charlene, waving her forward, "Hey, Char. You're up. Did you pick which of the specials you wanted to try and what you'd liek to have done?" Her smile warms a touch more at the sight of Harriet, with a wave reserved for Lydia and Silas immediately after. "Welcome to You Wish Beauty. Go ahead and pick one of the spa specials we have available and I'll be right with you."
Harriet leans into Charlene some, and an affectionate squeeze is given to the much younger woman. "Pretty true," she agrees about the new bride. "When I get married I'm going to be blubbering mess, so I really cannot judge -- I'll be on the other side of the wedding spectrum. At least I won't be bridezilla, though." A smile is given to Sienna, and then she nods to Lydia and Silas.
"I wanna get a manicure, but I only have sixty bucks. How much is it?" Charlene asks Sienna and meanders over to the nail salon, though she pauses to peruse the specials along the way. "I really ought to get a job or something."
Harriet moves over to Charlene and slips her some cash. "There."
"Holy crap. Are you sure about that, Harry?" Charlene asks, peering incredulously at the money. "I mean, thanks. I owe you a favor, okay?"
Sienna taps briefly at her iPad, logging in Charlene's request and her chosen specials. "The manicures are all forty today. Was there anything specific you were looking to have done, or did you want the girls to decide?" she calls after the cheerleader, curling her fingers to beckon Harriet forward. "And you, Miss Farifax. You don't get a choice, babes. I already have a special lined up for you."
A slow walk brings Silas into You Wish Beauty and his blue eyes survey the scene with a dull expression on his face. He does perk up some when addressed by Sienna and he says to her, "Sienna, good to see you. I am not sure if I am going to find anything specific but I did want to come at least see what is available."
Meridith melts into her chair contentedly.
Harriet insists to Charlene, "You owe me nothing at all," about the cash. "Use it wisely. Like on condoms," she shares freely, waving a hand dismissively after. Lashes are fluttering as Sienna makes that declaration. "Oh my."
"Maybe French tips?" Charlene suggests and settles into a seat, smiling enthusiastically. "Liv says I ought to get waxed, but I am NOT getting waxed at my friend's beauty parlor. That's just a little too... y'know."
Charlene makes a rude face at Harriet.
Lydia half-listens to the general banter, but mostly seems focused on perusing the specialy, soon settling on one and murmuring "Been way too long I've actually treated myself..."
Sienna nearly does a double-take at the sight of Silas within the salon, cheeks dimpling faintly with the spread of her lips into an especially welcoming smile. "Hey Silas. It's so good to see you out and about. Were you just looking to have a little pampering done and maybe a quick trim of the nails with a buffing?" she offers, walking over to place her pretty little hands on Harriet to drag her toward an empty station along the makeup stations. "I just want to give you a facial. Did you want a specific service as well?"
Lydia isn't left on her lonesome either, the young Swann engaging her with a vivacious smile. "What better day than Valentine's Day to practice in some self love? Was there something specific you wanted done?"
Silas takes his hands out of his hoodie pockets to look down at his nails once Charlene is speaking about getting something done to hers and Sienna's question, "I could go for a manicure and some new color..." Right now his nails are rather plain and that might just not do when there is a sale going on. He begins to step over towards the nail station area.
"And what's wrong with getting your waxing done here? Literally where else are you going to have it professionally done?" Sienna wonders with playful vivacity in Charlene's direction, slipping behind a nail tech's chair to gather the supplies a Dominican attending Charlene requests, laying it all out beside her table. "Forty for the manicure," she doles out pricing to Silas. "Is there a specific manicure you wanted? French? Shellac? Gel? And did you want a complementary facial treatment to go along with it?" She tries to stay on top of her business, ensuring no one without attention too long.
Lydia smiles as she goes to find herself a seat, flashing a smile at Sienna "That Cupid's Glow Mask sounds amazing, actually."
Meridith is a pretty easy customer to please it seems. She may have even fallen asleep in her chair? Nope, nope, she responds to whatever is asked of her, directing those who ask her anything about her styling
"It's kinda weird with everyone around, ain't it?" Charlene remarks and scrunches her nose dubiously at Sienna. "Nail team!" she says cheerfully to Silas while she sits with her hands splayed out before the employee who has begun the task.
"What are you getting done, Meri?" Charlene calls across the establishment to Meridith.
Silas sits himself down into one of the stations near Charlene and he smiles in her direction, a flash of teeth showing. He settles his hands in front of himself, responding to Sienna, "Shellac is good, right? I'm not the most advanced manicure enjoyer but I wouldn't mind some lasting color."
Harriet got drug along by Sienna easily enough, with hazel eyes wide, but also bearing a semblance of curiosity within that gaze. She takes a seat.
Meridith raises a hand. "All of it! I think?" she calls out.
"Right on!" Charlene tells Meridith, smiling blithely.
Meridith smiles. "First time," she declares. She seems quite pleased with the decision
Sienna shakes her head in soft amusement at Charlene. "There's literally an entire room dedicated to more discreet services like that, including the tanning bed in the back," she points out to the brunette.
Meridith's shock-white hair is treated to a deep clarifying shampoo and hydrating, voluminizing conditioning treatment. The stylist doesn't seem bothered at all if she dozes off, gently tapping her shoulder to guide her over toward the dryers with a plastic cap to seal in the moisture. The timer is set for a simple five minutes, letting the facial treatment work its magic in the mean time.
"Shellac is definitely good. It's long-lasting and combines gel and regular nail paint so you can afford to get a little rough with it before it dares to start chipping on you," Sienna calls over to Silas. "Do you have a color in mind, or is it salon's choice?"
Silas takes his phone out and after a sound of something being sent, he looks to Sienna, "I think it can be Salon's choice, but also keep in mind..." He lifts one hand up towards his head, near some of the cyan highlights in his hair or thereabouts, "I am sure you all know better than I do."
Meridith sighs delightedly, the shampooing seems to be her favorite part.
"I guess I'll think about it," Charlene says and shrugs noncommittally at Sienna. "I told Meri she should hang around for practice tomorrow to see if she wants to join."
Meridith says "I'm usual one to play, but cheerleading sounds like it would be fun."
WIth Harriet left to her mercy, Sienna slips on a waist apron and ties it into a neat knot over her midi-skirt. "You're in for a treat, but honestly I think that Sam is going to enjoy the benefit of it way more," she teases the older woman, reaching to snatch a jar from a crystal clear shelf overhead.
"That's totally cool to me. It's Sam that's running point on the practice, so I'm sure she won't have any issues with it," she relays over to Meridith and Charlene while adjusting chair controls to level Harriet back.
Lydia isn't made to wait long before an esthetician frees herselef up to attend to her client's needs, gathering heated damp towels and applicators to begin the soothing process of cleaning her skin prior to application of the gel mask.
Silas's fate is sealed as a nail tech chooses a few colors that catches her eye, then sets to work on pushing back cuticles and buffing his nails in preparation for the application process.
Harriet looks over at Sienna, giving her the most innocent of expressions as she listens. "I'm intrigued," she relays in response as the chair readjusts.
Lydia leans back and closes her eyes as the stylist starts to get to work on her skin, a soft sigh of pleasure escaping her a she leans back and enjoys the treatment.
Silas leans himself back into the chair while he gets his nails done now, leaving the nail tech in charge of his fate. He looks beside himself to Charlene, "Let them pick. I'm sure it will come out great and then just lean back and enjoy." He does take his own advice, his eyes drifting shut some as he takes in the experience and looks rather still for a while.
"Remind me how much I owe you," Harriet extends to Sienna once she's in position on the chair and preparing for whatever is in store for her.
"I've been meaning to get my nails done forever, I've just been busy with school and helping out Mister Inigo and stuff," Charlene mentions chattily to Silas. "Do you play any sports?"
Sienna carefully unscrews the jar containing the gel serum, a faint scent of berries wafting from within. With a delicate touch, she dips an applicator wand into the gel and begins to apply it to Harriet's lips, following the contours of them before working her way in, spreading it evenly across the surface. "Thirty," she quotes, squeezing Harriet's shoulder lightly. "Let it sit for a few minutes and I'll be right back. You shouldn't feel more than a little tingle. But if it burns, please let one of us know."
"I do like adding some flair to a style with the right nails," Silas says to someone as he opens his eyes now to chat with her during the process, "I have played, but nothing collegiate level. I figure I might fit more into the artistic type in school. I might be able to work on some murals for the teams though, giving the proper level of school spirit. How about yourself? I overheard you might be on the cheer squad?"
"I do like adding some flair to a style with the right nails," Silas says to Charlene as he opens his eyes now to chat with her during the process, "I have played, but nothing collegiate level. I figure I might fit more into the artistic type in school. I might be able to work on some murals for the teams though, giving the proper level of school spirit. How about yourself? I overheard you might be on the cheer squad?"
Meridith once her hair is done, she moves to join the others at the nail section
"Yeah, I am. I don't play any other sports, but cheerleading is basically a sport if you ask me," Charlene tells Silas, nodding calmly while she chats with the guy. "Hey, Meri. Are you getting French tips too?"
Harriet sits there upon the somewhat reclined chair and gazes up at Sienna with hazel eyes. Her soft, naturally plump lips receive that treatment and once the application is finalized, the outer corners of her mouth twitch some. It tingles, indeed. She reaches into her purse and retrieves further cash, paying her friend. "Thank you. If it burns, I'll sue," is said in a teasing, sarcastic manner and then the fingertips of her right hand delicately touch about the area that she's very, very aware of now.
Meridith shakes her head. "I want to have it be like a little canvas...um. Can I paint my nails here?" she asks curiously.
"I wouldn't even say basically, cheerleading is a sport. People are very guarded about what they want to call sports or athletics, but you clearly have to be talented and gifted to properly cheer," Silas says to Charlene as his nails are continued to be given the good treatment. He keeps his arms and hands still, probably one of the better customers the nail tech has had to work with considering his level of control in that department. He looks in Meridith's direction when she joins them, "I thought about asking for nail art, but sticking with the basics I think today."
"Yeah, you gotta be super talented. There's a lot of injuries and stuff if you don't do it right," Charlene agrees with a nod for Silas and smiles appreciatively at the nail stylist who finishes up the task. Looking pleased, she turns from the nail bar to show Harriet her French tips.
OOC: Someone is at Sienna's door, so please feel free to roleplay just enjoying everything, and I'll be back to give descriptions if anyone wants to update anything post-service.
Harriet has her lips tingling as she sits there, letting them plump up even more. She swoons over Charlene's nails. "We're basically twins now," she claims of the younger woman, holding up her French tipped nails. "You have great taste."
Meridith guides the people helping her, and paints a litle herself. Her nails turn into a scene, a wandering path through the woods, with a field of gleaming stars above them.
"Yeah I do," Charlene agrees and grins cheekily at Harriet. With her nails done, she has time to watch Meridith nosily. "Wow, that's so pretty. You gotta take a picture of them for your MyHaven profile."
Meridith says "I like to take my pictures out there..."
Meridith smiles warmly at Charlene.
"Now, I just need to find a way to get you to get a job," Harriet is murmuring to Charlene, just barely loud enough to hear, as if this was actually her responsibility.
Charlene snickers knowingly at Meridith and turns her head to make a face at Harriet. "I will, okay? Just not right now. It's bad luck to start a new job in February."
Meridith says "She's a student! Let her study!"
Harriet gives Charlene a look that expresses doubt. "February, right," gets replied with a small snicker following. "What's March like in its reading for jobs and luck related to establishing a career?" With a quick grin flashed at Meridith, the brunnete expresses, "Is that what Charlie does? Studies?" in a teasing manner.
Meridith says "Well! Not with total hotties bugging her about work, certainly."
Meridith wags a manicured finger Harriet's way
"I'll get a job in March, I promise," Charlene claims, smiling earnestly at Harriet. "Don't worry, okay?"
"Charlie," Harriet asks Charlene after Meridith's claim. "Do you have hotties bugging you about your work?" Her head tilts to the right some from where she sits, leaned back in the chair. "I won't worry. Well, maybe a little. I care for you like you're my little sister and I want you to be okay."
Meridith says "I'm watching it happen!"
Meridith giggles
Lydia says, rl bugging me, gonna have to run :/, ""
"My milkshake brings all the hotties to the yard, you know," Charlene remarks and wiggles her eyebrows shamelessly at Harriet before turning back to Meridith. "She's more like my mom sometimes, I swear."
"I need to find gainful employment as well," Silas comments idly as he has his nails buffed up and all the fun things that happen while you're at a nail salon.
Meridith smiles at Charlene. "And I'm there too!" she insists. "She makes a very good team mom," she says sincerely
Harriet is kind of like Charlene's mom more often than not, and her sisterly/matriarchal loving gaze is focused in on her. "Your milkshake does, and sometimes a mountain lion scares them all away..." She lets her voice trail off and then she nods to Meridith. "Mum Harriet, tis I..." Then her attention shifts to Silas. "What kind of employment are you looking for?"
Meridith says "Um...would Mum Harriet like to pay for my spa stuff today?"
Meridith bats her eyes at Harriet
"I'm Silas, by the way," Silas casually mentions to anyone nearby who can hear him. He turns slowly, keeping his arms still for the nail tech and looks at Harriet, "I am attempting to get my commission business up and running again, do all sorts of design and artwork, but I also wouldn't mind a steady paycheck just doing a regular job around town."
"You know, the first time I ever met Harry, Sam was saying she's her sugar momma," Charlene tattles, grinning impishly at Meridith. "Just saying."
Meridith bites her tongue playfully at Charlene.
"How much do you need?" Harriet asks Meridith after a soft sigh, but she doesn't look all too bothered about it all. She is the town sugar mama, it would seem. A laugh is had about Charlene's recollection. "Yes, she did make that claim for some time, until I think she realised just how much everyone knew she was head over heels in love with me. Then she started calling me her girlfriend." Looking to Silas, she introduces herself, "A pleasure, Silas. I'm Harry. What sort of skills do you have?"
"Sam is my roommate and they were hella making out the first time I opened the door, right after I got assigned to that room," Charlene tattles, looking exceedingly smug about revealing Harriet's deeds. "That's how I met Harry. They were basically scissoring."
Still focused on someone, Silas responds to her question and does show some faint amusement at the stories being told around him, but it seems as if he is slow to react, "I think I have about a good run of the mill variety. I've worked in various places before, clerk jobs, stocking, manual labor. I don't really shy from hard work and I've had to do odds and ends jobs while I was traveling for a couple years, so I think I'm up for just about anything productive. Other than those, I am a painter, mostly work with cans but can do a little of anything in that regard."
Still focused on Harriet, Silas responds to her question and does show some faint amusement at the stories being told around him, but it seems as if he is slow to react, "I think I have about a good run of the mill variety. I've worked in various places before, clerk jobs, stocking, manual labor. I don't really shy from hard work and I've had to do odds and ends jobs while I was traveling for a couple years, so I think I'm up for just about anything productive. Other than those, I am a painter, mostly work with cans but can do a little of anything in that regard. Oh, and nice to meet you, pleasure is all mine."
Harriet pauses as she listens to Charlene relay their first meeting. Her tingling lips are growing a bit larger now, and they press a bit together the more she hears. There is no attempt to deny the truth that has been spoken, and she clears her throat. Slooooowly, her head turns as she looks back at Silas. "Quite a variety. I own the Succubus Club is you are interested in any sort of work along those lines, but I also know a lot of business owners I could refer you to."
Meridith beams. "Eighty five!" she insists cheerily. She gazes at Charlene and gasps, then at Harriet. "Oh my go--NO WAY!" When Charlene reveals the final detail.
There is a slow look from Silas as well as he turns towards Charlene and then back to Harriet. He does not comment other than, "I wonder if they fell asleep? I feel like a lot of people complain about falling asleep on White Oak if things get too heavy." That comment aside he looks appreciative for Harriet's offer, "Do you know of anyone who has anything art related? I have not been able to explore some of the newer shops as much as I would have liked since coming back to town, but I have been to the Succubus, great place, so kudos on that. I think creativity might be a preference of mine but I also won't shy away from an offer to work there if that is not as much of an option."
"Okay, they weren't literally scissoring," Charlene admits and grins apologetically at Silas and Meridith. "But they were making out big-time. Hands all over the place, that sort of thing."
Meridith says "Oh like m-um..."
Harriet reaches into her purse yet again to retrieve money, and then she stretches to try and had the cash to Meridith. "There you are," is expressed, and she arches an eyebrow. "We were literally not scissoring," she assures after Charlene's words. "There was some kissing involved," is admitted. "And Charlie did walk in on us. That seems like forever ago." To someone she says, "Tabitha, I believe, owns that pottery and painting studio over near the Black Rose. Pigment and Paper?"
"Yeah, like that," Charlene tells Meridith, smiling impishly.
Harriet reaches into her purse yet again to retrieve money, and then she stretches to try and had the cash to Meridith. "There you are," is expressed, and she arches an eyebrow. "We were literally not scissoring," she assures after Charlene's words. "There was some kissing involved," is admitted. "And Charlie did walk in on us. That seems like forever ago." To Silas she says, "Tabitha, I believe, owns that pottery and painting studio over near the Black Rose. Pigment and Paper?"
Harriet squints at Charlene.
"I don't have a roommate to walk in doing anything just yet. It seems like my dormitory is rather empty. I feel like the people who have rooms in it don't actually stay on campus all that often. At least I won't get any noise complaints about music, right?" Silas asks everyone nearby as he smiles a cheeky smile and then asks Harriet, "I don't know if I have met Tabitha, but I do have someone on MyHaven that I connected with about a pottery class? Tabikins was the handle."
Meridith says "I have three people in my room, what the hell."
"A lot of the guys live off-campus, yeah," Charlene tells Silas, nodding. "Tabikins, that's Tabitha. She's cool."
Harriet nods is agreement with Charlene's assessment of Tabikins. "Indeed. She would be the one to get into touch with," she informs Silas, looking rather relieved that the conversation regarding herself and Sam scissoring in front of Charlene is over with.
OOC: Sienna just needs a few more minutes. Kicking people out now.
"Three roommates? How does that work out?" Silas asks Meridith now, looking surprised. He seems to shrug his shoulders, "This is what you get when you have no co-ed dorms and everyone has to be all proper, but then again, they are still worried about 'buggery' as Sister Abigail put it, so I don't know how much it even helps to separate us all from each other." The confirmation that he is thinking about the right person helps as the man says, "Thanks, Charlie, and you too, Harry. I'll reach out to her."
"Sister Abigail always has her panties in a twist, especially over the fact that I told Sam she doesn't need to wear panties," Harriet mentions this quite freely. "I got pulled into a meeting -- not unlike a parent teacher conference, over my girlfriend and her slutty archangel Gabriel costume in the nativity play, and my hand in the lack of undergarments worn... I dare say I thought my name was going to end up in the little black book."
Meridith says "... "
Meridith says "Wait, why wouldn't she wear underwear in a school play...wait, why would she be a slutty Gabriel in a nativity play!?"
Meridith says "...Why would Sister Abigail know about her underwear during the school play!?"
"Maybe you should tell her not to wear panties and then she couldn't get them twisted so often," Silas suggests to Harriet in a tone of amusement as his nails are being colored now, the whole treatment coming together, "She even mentioned that to me, I think. About the lack of underwear when she spoke about the next play that I signed up for."
Sienna returns from assisting a sudden rush of clientele coming in, dabbing lightly at her forehead with a soft sigh. "Sorry about that! I didn't realize so many people would have last-minute appointment requests before their cute dates tonight," she chirps over Meridith's rush of questions, swooping in around the white-haired woman first. "How's everything going?"
"It's going great. We're just discussing Harry and Sam's personal secrets," Charlene assures Sienna, grinning cheekily. "My nails are done but I'll hang out a bit longer."
"I did once suggest that Sister Abigail go commando, and she was quite offended. I told her it would be freeing," Harriet tells Silas of that very thing he suggested she do. Then she tells Meridith, "Oh, you know... wardrobe malfunctions. It was a whole thing. And now there are rules for underwear when in school plays. Easter is coming up..." She takes in a deep inhale, and then she nods to confirm Charlene's claim to Sienna. "I think Charlie is trying to get Sam back for teasing her earlier today, but... she's taking it out on me instead."
Harriet winks at Charlene.
"It's not as if you don't tease me," Charlene points out and scrunches her nose emphatically at Harriet. "So you have it coming, too."
Meridith says "Hmm...malfunction more like planned obsolescence..."
"I just try to keep it smooth sailing so I don't end up in that little black book, or at least if I do, it is for a good or fun enough reason," Silas says to Harriet but he can't help but chuckle softly at her, "I'm going to struggle not thinking about suggesting it next time I see her, but it would probably get me three strikes from the start."
"I tease you, but then I also financially provide for you," Harriet seeks to remind Charlene. A nod is given to Silas, paired with an amused, albeit brief smile. "She's certainly something... Maybe you will be the one to help her relax a little."
Sienna slides behind Meridith to gently fluff her curls, extensions added seamless and undetectable. "Girl, I am so jealous. Our stylists have absolutely understood the assignment and delivered a flawless look," she gushes, squeezing her shoulder and quickly accepting payment. It's tucked away into a pocket of her apron. "How do you like it?" she asks, holding a hand mirror out for her to see the full effect at her leisure.
A bright laugh is lost at Harriet's words, green eyes rolling with a glance shot her and Charlene's way. "Well she's probably doing you a huge favor, right? Getting you so worked up, you just can't wait to kiss Sam breathless?"
Meridith gasps, completely joyous with the look. She smiles and nods winningly at Sienna and blows her a kiss in the mirror. "I hope I can keep it up for more than a day-" she sighs longingly
"She only berates me mildly... so I think I am on her good side so far," Silas says to Harriet now before leaning to look at Meridith's look and he says, "It does look good, Meridith."
"Yeah, you know I appreciate you," Charlene tells Harriet with an amiable smile and turns to show Sienna her nails, looking immensely satisfied.
Harriet notices that she has been basically the sole financial support of today's day spa activities... unless Silas is paying for himself. Hazel eyes from from Charlene to Meridith, and then she hmms a bit. Her attention shifts to Sienna, and she says, "I do really want to kiss Sam," in an honest admission. "Very much so. I cannot stop thinking about it." Her mascara laden lashes bat some after being so forthright about that fact. A chuckle is given Silas's way. "Good. May it stay that way between you and the sister." Lastly, she's blowing a kiss to Charlene.
Meridith says "Just a kiss, right?"
Meridith smiles mischeviously. She sighs, enamored with her new look.
"Sam attends a very religious school. Of course we only kiss," Harriet lies to Meridith without even trying to sound serious.
Sienna takes Charlene's hands in her own, checking over the work of her nail tech before whistling in soft admiration. "Tiana has really taken care of you, ma'am. You look absolutely gorgeous."
Silas managed to send out a transfer earlier in the festivities, but he does give a look as Harriet is handing out cash to various parties involved. He just seems content with his nails being did for now, "We will see. I am sure I will say something untoward and then be on her bad side soon enough."
Harriet holds up a single forefinger. "One Tri-Delta, but she's in my bedroom at the moment," she explains to Sienna. "Or at least that is where I left her..."
"Yeah, a hundred percent. I'll come back and get my hair done one of these days," Charlene agrees, smiling radiantly at Sienna. "But right now I gotta get going. I'll tell everyone your place is the best nail place in town."
Meridith stares at Charlene a moment, then gasps at her nails.
Sienna moves around the nail bar to settle in front of Silas, rolling her eyes in soft amusement at Harriet's words. "Well I certainly don't want to keep you from her. Fefel free to take a complementary Temptation's Kiss if you're ready to go and attend to your Valentine?" she recommends, offering an appreciative smile at Charlene. "Thanks, babes. Don't forget we have the waxing too!"
"Yeah, yeah. I know," Charlene remarks a little more dubiously and gets up from her seat. "See you guys later, okay? I gotta get back to school."
Meridith watches Charlene with a little concern and nods.
A very innocent, not so innocent, smile is given to Sienna by Harriet. After all, Charlene had just told everyone about how she walked in on the brunette and her beautiful girlfriend in bed that one time. "See you, Charlie."
Meridith says "Suppose I should head out as well, this was so lovely, thank you Sienna, and Harry, I owe you one."
"Thank you, Sienna, for this very lovely treat," Harriet expresses sincerely to Sienna as she gets up and out of the chair she's been seated in. She admires her plumper lips in the mirror and says, "Impressive," in a convinced tone. "I hope you do these things more often, Sienna." A polite bow of her head is given to Meridith. "Just keep yourself safe so I'm not finding out lost out in the forest."
Harriet murmurs, "Again..."
Silas produces a pleasant smile for Sienna once the woman has settled in front of him now, keeping his hands out and displayed to show off the work that has been done to them.
Meridith says "Don't worry, I've gotten better at staying safe"
Meridith winks at Harriet. It's probably pretty clear she hasn't.
Meridith picks up a jostling backpack
Meridith says "Oooh! Love the look Silas!"
Sienna touches a hand softly to her lips, simply impressed at the gorgeous kaliedoscope of oceanic hues coming together in an accent nail for Silas's completed set. "I love it. The shellac should absolutely last you quite a while, okay? So if you decide to go on a painting spree, you should be good to go."
Harriet gives a wave to Sienna and Silas. "See you two!"
As treatments proceed, personal stories and jokes weave through the conversations, revealing insights into the lives of Harriet, Charlene, and others. Silas, another patron, adds to the tapestry of tales with his interactions with Sienna and thoughts on seeking employment. Amidst nail treatments and discussions on cheerleading and artistic aspirations, Charlene playfully exposes Harriet's romantic relationship with Sam, much to everyone's amusement. Sienna skillfully manages the salon, attending to each guest's needs while fostering an environment where laughter and beauty treatments coincide. The session concludes on a note of appreciation and promises of future visits, encapsulating a day of luxury, laughter, and personal connections at You Wish Beauty Salon.
(Sienna's Valentine's Day Beauty Specials)
[Wed Feb 14 2024]
In You Wish Beauty
Expansive tinted bay windows give a view over Lynch avenue and Haven bay beyond that. The interior of the store is brightly light with clear white light, black and white photographs of local Haven celebrities line the black painted walls while the floors are polished white tile. Large mirrors are set into the walls in front of the various stations.
A semi-circular reception desk sits near the entrance, with You Wish Beauty emblazoned across the front of it.
On the southern wall is painted a large white door frame covered with poppies surrounding a door-sized mirror.
It is afternoon, about 7F(-13C) degrees, and there are a few dark grey clouds in the sky.
Charlene grins cheekily at Meridith and goes over to stand with Harriet, looping an arm around her friend's waist. "I mean, Miss Williams ain't really the romantic type, I guess."
Meridith says "I bet she gets off on signing paperwork..."
Meridith blushes at her own comment.
Lydia makesh er way into the salon, glancing around almost a little uncertainly. She gives a faint little grin of greeting to Meridith and Harriet, even as she starts to check out the specials.
Meridith waves cheerily at Lydia from her chair as she applies the mask and relaxes, sighing contentedly
A stylist welcomes Meridith into her chair, quickly running through a consultation to inspect the state of her hair as another assistant works to begin imeplementing the pink clay purifying sheet mask to help relax the client.
Sienna smiles brightly at Charlene, waving her forward, "Hey, Char. You're up. Did you pick which of the specials you wanted to try and what you'd liek to have done?" Her smile warms a touch more at the sight of Harriet, with a wave reserved for Lydia and Silas immediately after. "Welcome to You Wish Beauty. Go ahead and pick one of the spa specials we have available and I'll be right with you."
Harriet leans into Charlene some, and an affectionate squeeze is given to the much younger woman. "Pretty true," she agrees about the new bride. "When I get married I'm going to be blubbering mess, so I really cannot judge -- I'll be on the other side of the wedding spectrum. At least I won't be bridezilla, though." A smile is given to Sienna, and then she nods to Lydia and Silas.
"I wanna get a manicure, but I only have sixty bucks. How much is it?" Charlene asks Sienna and meanders over to the nail salon, though she pauses to peruse the specials along the way. "I really ought to get a job or something."
Harriet moves over to Charlene and slips her some cash. "There."
"Holy crap. Are you sure about that, Harry?" Charlene asks, peering incredulously at the money. "I mean, thanks. I owe you a favor, okay?"
Sienna taps briefly at her iPad, logging in Charlene's request and her chosen specials. "The manicures are all forty today. Was there anything specific you were looking to have done, or did you want the girls to decide?" she calls after the cheerleader, curling her fingers to beckon Harriet forward. "And you, Miss Farifax. You don't get a choice, babes. I already have a special lined up for you."
A slow walk brings Silas into You Wish Beauty and his blue eyes survey the scene with a dull expression on his face. He does perk up some when addressed by Sienna and he says to her, "Sienna, good to see you. I am not sure if I am going to find anything specific but I did want to come at least see what is available."
Meridith melts into her chair contentedly.
Harriet insists to Charlene, "You owe me nothing at all," about the cash. "Use it wisely. Like on condoms," she shares freely, waving a hand dismissively after. Lashes are fluttering as Sienna makes that declaration. "Oh my."
"Maybe French tips?" Charlene suggests and settles into a seat, smiling enthusiastically. "Liv says I ought to get waxed, but I am NOT getting waxed at my friend's beauty parlor. That's just a little too... y'know."
Charlene makes a rude face at Harriet.
Lydia half-listens to the general banter, but mostly seems focused on perusing the specialy, soon settling on one and murmuring "Been way too long I've actually treated myself..."
Sienna nearly does a double-take at the sight of Silas within the salon, cheeks dimpling faintly with the spread of her lips into an especially welcoming smile. "Hey Silas. It's so good to see you out and about. Were you just looking to have a little pampering done and maybe a quick trim of the nails with a buffing?" she offers, walking over to place her pretty little hands on Harriet to drag her toward an empty station along the makeup stations. "I just want to give you a facial. Did you want a specific service as well?"
Lydia isn't left on her lonesome either, the young Swann engaging her with a vivacious smile. "What better day than Valentine's Day to practice in some self love? Was there something specific you wanted done?"
Silas takes his hands out of his hoodie pockets to look down at his nails once Charlene is speaking about getting something done to hers and Sienna's question, "I could go for a manicure and some new color..." Right now his nails are rather plain and that might just not do when there is a sale going on. He begins to step over towards the nail station area.
"And what's wrong with getting your waxing done here? Literally where else are you going to have it professionally done?" Sienna wonders with playful vivacity in Charlene's direction, slipping behind a nail tech's chair to gather the supplies a Dominican attending Charlene requests, laying it all out beside her table. "Forty for the manicure," she doles out pricing to Silas. "Is there a specific manicure you wanted? French? Shellac? Gel? And did you want a complementary facial treatment to go along with it?" She tries to stay on top of her business, ensuring no one without attention too long.
Lydia smiles as she goes to find herself a seat, flashing a smile at Sienna "That Cupid's Glow Mask sounds amazing, actually."
Meridith is a pretty easy customer to please it seems. She may have even fallen asleep in her chair? Nope, nope, she responds to whatever is asked of her, directing those who ask her anything about her styling
"It's kinda weird with everyone around, ain't it?" Charlene remarks and scrunches her nose dubiously at Sienna. "Nail team!" she says cheerfully to Silas while she sits with her hands splayed out before the employee who has begun the task.
"What are you getting done, Meri?" Charlene calls across the establishment to Meridith.
Silas sits himself down into one of the stations near Charlene and he smiles in her direction, a flash of teeth showing. He settles his hands in front of himself, responding to Sienna, "Shellac is good, right? I'm not the most advanced manicure enjoyer but I wouldn't mind some lasting color."
Harriet got drug along by Sienna easily enough, with hazel eyes wide, but also bearing a semblance of curiosity within that gaze. She takes a seat.
Meridith raises a hand. "All of it! I think?" she calls out.
"Right on!" Charlene tells Meridith, smiling blithely.
Meridith smiles. "First time," she declares. She seems quite pleased with the decision
Sienna shakes her head in soft amusement at Charlene. "There's literally an entire room dedicated to more discreet services like that, including the tanning bed in the back," she points out to the brunette.
Meridith's shock-white hair is treated to a deep clarifying shampoo and hydrating, voluminizing conditioning treatment. The stylist doesn't seem bothered at all if she dozes off, gently tapping her shoulder to guide her over toward the dryers with a plastic cap to seal in the moisture. The timer is set for a simple five minutes, letting the facial treatment work its magic in the mean time.
"Shellac is definitely good. It's long-lasting and combines gel and regular nail paint so you can afford to get a little rough with it before it dares to start chipping on you," Sienna calls over to Silas. "Do you have a color in mind, or is it salon's choice?"
Silas takes his phone out and after a sound of something being sent, he looks to Sienna, "I think it can be Salon's choice, but also keep in mind..." He lifts one hand up towards his head, near some of the cyan highlights in his hair or thereabouts, "I am sure you all know better than I do."
Meridith sighs delightedly, the shampooing seems to be her favorite part.
"I guess I'll think about it," Charlene says and shrugs noncommittally at Sienna. "I told Meri she should hang around for practice tomorrow to see if she wants to join."
Meridith says "I'm usual one to play, but cheerleading sounds like it would be fun."
WIth Harriet left to her mercy, Sienna slips on a waist apron and ties it into a neat knot over her midi-skirt. "You're in for a treat, but honestly I think that Sam is going to enjoy the benefit of it way more," she teases the older woman, reaching to snatch a jar from a crystal clear shelf overhead.
"That's totally cool to me. It's Sam that's running point on the practice, so I'm sure she won't have any issues with it," she relays over to Meridith and Charlene while adjusting chair controls to level Harriet back.
Lydia isn't made to wait long before an esthetician frees herselef up to attend to her client's needs, gathering heated damp towels and applicators to begin the soothing process of cleaning her skin prior to application of the gel mask.
Silas's fate is sealed as a nail tech chooses a few colors that catches her eye, then sets to work on pushing back cuticles and buffing his nails in preparation for the application process.
Harriet looks over at Sienna, giving her the most innocent of expressions as she listens. "I'm intrigued," she relays in response as the chair readjusts.
Lydia leans back and closes her eyes as the stylist starts to get to work on her skin, a soft sigh of pleasure escaping her a she leans back and enjoys the treatment.
Silas leans himself back into the chair while he gets his nails done now, leaving the nail tech in charge of his fate. He looks beside himself to Charlene, "Let them pick. I'm sure it will come out great and then just lean back and enjoy." He does take his own advice, his eyes drifting shut some as he takes in the experience and looks rather still for a while.
"Remind me how much I owe you," Harriet extends to Sienna once she's in position on the chair and preparing for whatever is in store for her.
"I've been meaning to get my nails done forever, I've just been busy with school and helping out Mister Inigo and stuff," Charlene mentions chattily to Silas. "Do you play any sports?"
Sienna carefully unscrews the jar containing the gel serum, a faint scent of berries wafting from within. With a delicate touch, she dips an applicator wand into the gel and begins to apply it to Harriet's lips, following the contours of them before working her way in, spreading it evenly across the surface. "Thirty," she quotes, squeezing Harriet's shoulder lightly. "Let it sit for a few minutes and I'll be right back. You shouldn't feel more than a little tingle. But if it burns, please let one of us know."
"I do like adding some flair to a style with the right nails," Silas says to someone as he opens his eyes now to chat with her during the process, "I have played, but nothing collegiate level. I figure I might fit more into the artistic type in school. I might be able to work on some murals for the teams though, giving the proper level of school spirit. How about yourself? I overheard you might be on the cheer squad?"
"I do like adding some flair to a style with the right nails," Silas says to Charlene as he opens his eyes now to chat with her during the process, "I have played, but nothing collegiate level. I figure I might fit more into the artistic type in school. I might be able to work on some murals for the teams though, giving the proper level of school spirit. How about yourself? I overheard you might be on the cheer squad?"
Meridith once her hair is done, she moves to join the others at the nail section
"Yeah, I am. I don't play any other sports, but cheerleading is basically a sport if you ask me," Charlene tells Silas, nodding calmly while she chats with the guy. "Hey, Meri. Are you getting French tips too?"
Harriet sits there upon the somewhat reclined chair and gazes up at Sienna with hazel eyes. Her soft, naturally plump lips receive that treatment and once the application is finalized, the outer corners of her mouth twitch some. It tingles, indeed. She reaches into her purse and retrieves further cash, paying her friend. "Thank you. If it burns, I'll sue," is said in a teasing, sarcastic manner and then the fingertips of her right hand delicately touch about the area that she's very, very aware of now.
Meridith shakes her head. "I want to have it be like a little canvas...um. Can I paint my nails here?" she asks curiously.
"I wouldn't even say basically, cheerleading is a sport. People are very guarded about what they want to call sports or athletics, but you clearly have to be talented and gifted to properly cheer," Silas says to Charlene as his nails are continued to be given the good treatment. He keeps his arms and hands still, probably one of the better customers the nail tech has had to work with considering his level of control in that department. He looks in Meridith's direction when she joins them, "I thought about asking for nail art, but sticking with the basics I think today."
"Yeah, you gotta be super talented. There's a lot of injuries and stuff if you don't do it right," Charlene agrees with a nod for Silas and smiles appreciatively at the nail stylist who finishes up the task. Looking pleased, she turns from the nail bar to show Harriet her French tips.
OOC: Someone is at Sienna's door, so please feel free to roleplay just enjoying everything, and I'll be back to give descriptions if anyone wants to update anything post-service.
Harriet has her lips tingling as she sits there, letting them plump up even more. She swoons over Charlene's nails. "We're basically twins now," she claims of the younger woman, holding up her French tipped nails. "You have great taste."
Meridith guides the people helping her, and paints a litle herself. Her nails turn into a scene, a wandering path through the woods, with a field of gleaming stars above them.
"Yeah I do," Charlene agrees and grins cheekily at Harriet. With her nails done, she has time to watch Meridith nosily. "Wow, that's so pretty. You gotta take a picture of them for your MyHaven profile."
Meridith says "I like to take my pictures out there..."
Meridith smiles warmly at Charlene.
"Now, I just need to find a way to get you to get a job," Harriet is murmuring to Charlene, just barely loud enough to hear, as if this was actually her responsibility.
Charlene snickers knowingly at Meridith and turns her head to make a face at Harriet. "I will, okay? Just not right now. It's bad luck to start a new job in February."
Meridith says "She's a student! Let her study!"
Harriet gives Charlene a look that expresses doubt. "February, right," gets replied with a small snicker following. "What's March like in its reading for jobs and luck related to establishing a career?" With a quick grin flashed at Meridith, the brunnete expresses, "Is that what Charlie does? Studies?" in a teasing manner.
Meridith says "Well! Not with total hotties bugging her about work, certainly."
Meridith wags a manicured finger Harriet's way
"I'll get a job in March, I promise," Charlene claims, smiling earnestly at Harriet. "Don't worry, okay?"
"Charlie," Harriet asks Charlene after Meridith's claim. "Do you have hotties bugging you about your work?" Her head tilts to the right some from where she sits, leaned back in the chair. "I won't worry. Well, maybe a little. I care for you like you're my little sister and I want you to be okay."
Meridith says "I'm watching it happen!"
Meridith giggles
Lydia says, rl bugging me, gonna have to run :/, ""
"My milkshake brings all the hotties to the yard, you know," Charlene remarks and wiggles her eyebrows shamelessly at Harriet before turning back to Meridith. "She's more like my mom sometimes, I swear."
"I need to find gainful employment as well," Silas comments idly as he has his nails buffed up and all the fun things that happen while you're at a nail salon.
Meridith smiles at Charlene. "And I'm there too!" she insists. "She makes a very good team mom," she says sincerely
Harriet is kind of like Charlene's mom more often than not, and her sisterly/matriarchal loving gaze is focused in on her. "Your milkshake does, and sometimes a mountain lion scares them all away..." She lets her voice trail off and then she nods to Meridith. "Mum Harriet, tis I..." Then her attention shifts to Silas. "What kind of employment are you looking for?"
Meridith says "Um...would Mum Harriet like to pay for my spa stuff today?"
Meridith bats her eyes at Harriet
"I'm Silas, by the way," Silas casually mentions to anyone nearby who can hear him. He turns slowly, keeping his arms still for the nail tech and looks at Harriet, "I am attempting to get my commission business up and running again, do all sorts of design and artwork, but I also wouldn't mind a steady paycheck just doing a regular job around town."
"You know, the first time I ever met Harry, Sam was saying she's her sugar momma," Charlene tattles, grinning impishly at Meridith. "Just saying."
Meridith bites her tongue playfully at Charlene.
"How much do you need?" Harriet asks Meridith after a soft sigh, but she doesn't look all too bothered about it all. She is the town sugar mama, it would seem. A laugh is had about Charlene's recollection. "Yes, she did make that claim for some time, until I think she realised just how much everyone knew she was head over heels in love with me. Then she started calling me her girlfriend." Looking to Silas, she introduces herself, "A pleasure, Silas. I'm Harry. What sort of skills do you have?"
"Sam is my roommate and they were hella making out the first time I opened the door, right after I got assigned to that room," Charlene tattles, looking exceedingly smug about revealing Harriet's deeds. "That's how I met Harry. They were basically scissoring."
Still focused on someone, Silas responds to her question and does show some faint amusement at the stories being told around him, but it seems as if he is slow to react, "I think I have about a good run of the mill variety. I've worked in various places before, clerk jobs, stocking, manual labor. I don't really shy from hard work and I've had to do odds and ends jobs while I was traveling for a couple years, so I think I'm up for just about anything productive. Other than those, I am a painter, mostly work with cans but can do a little of anything in that regard."
Still focused on Harriet, Silas responds to her question and does show some faint amusement at the stories being told around him, but it seems as if he is slow to react, "I think I have about a good run of the mill variety. I've worked in various places before, clerk jobs, stocking, manual labor. I don't really shy from hard work and I've had to do odds and ends jobs while I was traveling for a couple years, so I think I'm up for just about anything productive. Other than those, I am a painter, mostly work with cans but can do a little of anything in that regard. Oh, and nice to meet you, pleasure is all mine."
Harriet pauses as she listens to Charlene relay their first meeting. Her tingling lips are growing a bit larger now, and they press a bit together the more she hears. There is no attempt to deny the truth that has been spoken, and she clears her throat. Slooooowly, her head turns as she looks back at Silas. "Quite a variety. I own the Succubus Club is you are interested in any sort of work along those lines, but I also know a lot of business owners I could refer you to."
Meridith beams. "Eighty five!" she insists cheerily. She gazes at Charlene and gasps, then at Harriet. "Oh my go--NO WAY!" When Charlene reveals the final detail.
There is a slow look from Silas as well as he turns towards Charlene and then back to Harriet. He does not comment other than, "I wonder if they fell asleep? I feel like a lot of people complain about falling asleep on White Oak if things get too heavy." That comment aside he looks appreciative for Harriet's offer, "Do you know of anyone who has anything art related? I have not been able to explore some of the newer shops as much as I would have liked since coming back to town, but I have been to the Succubus, great place, so kudos on that. I think creativity might be a preference of mine but I also won't shy away from an offer to work there if that is not as much of an option."
"Okay, they weren't literally scissoring," Charlene admits and grins apologetically at Silas and Meridith. "But they were making out big-time. Hands all over the place, that sort of thing."
Meridith says "Oh like m-um..."
Harriet reaches into her purse yet again to retrieve money, and then she stretches to try and had the cash to Meridith. "There you are," is expressed, and she arches an eyebrow. "We were literally not scissoring," she assures after Charlene's words. "There was some kissing involved," is admitted. "And Charlie did walk in on us. That seems like forever ago." To someone she says, "Tabitha, I believe, owns that pottery and painting studio over near the Black Rose. Pigment and Paper?"
"Yeah, like that," Charlene tells Meridith, smiling impishly.
Harriet reaches into her purse yet again to retrieve money, and then she stretches to try and had the cash to Meridith. "There you are," is expressed, and she arches an eyebrow. "We were literally not scissoring," she assures after Charlene's words. "There was some kissing involved," is admitted. "And Charlie did walk in on us. That seems like forever ago." To Silas she says, "Tabitha, I believe, owns that pottery and painting studio over near the Black Rose. Pigment and Paper?"
Harriet squints at Charlene.
"I don't have a roommate to walk in doing anything just yet. It seems like my dormitory is rather empty. I feel like the people who have rooms in it don't actually stay on campus all that often. At least I won't get any noise complaints about music, right?" Silas asks everyone nearby as he smiles a cheeky smile and then asks Harriet, "I don't know if I have met Tabitha, but I do have someone on MyHaven that I connected with about a pottery class? Tabikins was the handle."
Meridith says "I have three people in my room, what the hell."
"A lot of the guys live off-campus, yeah," Charlene tells Silas, nodding. "Tabikins, that's Tabitha. She's cool."
Harriet nods is agreement with Charlene's assessment of Tabikins. "Indeed. She would be the one to get into touch with," she informs Silas, looking rather relieved that the conversation regarding herself and Sam scissoring in front of Charlene is over with.
OOC: Sienna just needs a few more minutes. Kicking people out now.
"Three roommates? How does that work out?" Silas asks Meridith now, looking surprised. He seems to shrug his shoulders, "This is what you get when you have no co-ed dorms and everyone has to be all proper, but then again, they are still worried about 'buggery' as Sister Abigail put it, so I don't know how much it even helps to separate us all from each other." The confirmation that he is thinking about the right person helps as the man says, "Thanks, Charlie, and you too, Harry. I'll reach out to her."
"Sister Abigail always has her panties in a twist, especially over the fact that I told Sam she doesn't need to wear panties," Harriet mentions this quite freely. "I got pulled into a meeting -- not unlike a parent teacher conference, over my girlfriend and her slutty archangel Gabriel costume in the nativity play, and my hand in the lack of undergarments worn... I dare say I thought my name was going to end up in the little black book."
Meridith says "... "
Meridith says "Wait, why wouldn't she wear underwear in a school play...wait, why would she be a slutty Gabriel in a nativity play!?"
Meridith says "...Why would Sister Abigail know about her underwear during the school play!?"
"Maybe you should tell her not to wear panties and then she couldn't get them twisted so often," Silas suggests to Harriet in a tone of amusement as his nails are being colored now, the whole treatment coming together, "She even mentioned that to me, I think. About the lack of underwear when she spoke about the next play that I signed up for."
Sienna returns from assisting a sudden rush of clientele coming in, dabbing lightly at her forehead with a soft sigh. "Sorry about that! I didn't realize so many people would have last-minute appointment requests before their cute dates tonight," she chirps over Meridith's rush of questions, swooping in around the white-haired woman first. "How's everything going?"
"It's going great. We're just discussing Harry and Sam's personal secrets," Charlene assures Sienna, grinning cheekily. "My nails are done but I'll hang out a bit longer."
"I did once suggest that Sister Abigail go commando, and she was quite offended. I told her it would be freeing," Harriet tells Silas of that very thing he suggested she do. Then she tells Meridith, "Oh, you know... wardrobe malfunctions. It was a whole thing. And now there are rules for underwear when in school plays. Easter is coming up..." She takes in a deep inhale, and then she nods to confirm Charlene's claim to Sienna. "I think Charlie is trying to get Sam back for teasing her earlier today, but... she's taking it out on me instead."
Harriet winks at Charlene.
"It's not as if you don't tease me," Charlene points out and scrunches her nose emphatically at Harriet. "So you have it coming, too."
Meridith says "Hmm...malfunction more like planned obsolescence..."
"I just try to keep it smooth sailing so I don't end up in that little black book, or at least if I do, it is for a good or fun enough reason," Silas says to Harriet but he can't help but chuckle softly at her, "I'm going to struggle not thinking about suggesting it next time I see her, but it would probably get me three strikes from the start."
"I tease you, but then I also financially provide for you," Harriet seeks to remind Charlene. A nod is given to Silas, paired with an amused, albeit brief smile. "She's certainly something... Maybe you will be the one to help her relax a little."
Sienna slides behind Meridith to gently fluff her curls, extensions added seamless and undetectable. "Girl, I am so jealous. Our stylists have absolutely understood the assignment and delivered a flawless look," she gushes, squeezing her shoulder and quickly accepting payment. It's tucked away into a pocket of her apron. "How do you like it?" she asks, holding a hand mirror out for her to see the full effect at her leisure.
A bright laugh is lost at Harriet's words, green eyes rolling with a glance shot her and Charlene's way. "Well she's probably doing you a huge favor, right? Getting you so worked up, you just can't wait to kiss Sam breathless?"
Meridith gasps, completely joyous with the look. She smiles and nods winningly at Sienna and blows her a kiss in the mirror. "I hope I can keep it up for more than a day-" she sighs longingly
"She only berates me mildly... so I think I am on her good side so far," Silas says to Harriet now before leaning to look at Meridith's look and he says, "It does look good, Meridith."
"Yeah, you know I appreciate you," Charlene tells Harriet with an amiable smile and turns to show Sienna her nails, looking immensely satisfied.
Harriet notices that she has been basically the sole financial support of today's day spa activities... unless Silas is paying for himself. Hazel eyes from from Charlene to Meridith, and then she hmms a bit. Her attention shifts to Sienna, and she says, "I do really want to kiss Sam," in an honest admission. "Very much so. I cannot stop thinking about it." Her mascara laden lashes bat some after being so forthright about that fact. A chuckle is given Silas's way. "Good. May it stay that way between you and the sister." Lastly, she's blowing a kiss to Charlene.
Meridith says "Just a kiss, right?"
Meridith smiles mischeviously. She sighs, enamored with her new look.
"Sam attends a very religious school. Of course we only kiss," Harriet lies to Meridith without even trying to sound serious.
Sienna takes Charlene's hands in her own, checking over the work of her nail tech before whistling in soft admiration. "Tiana has really taken care of you, ma'am. You look absolutely gorgeous."
Silas managed to send out a transfer earlier in the festivities, but he does give a look as Harriet is handing out cash to various parties involved. He just seems content with his nails being did for now, "We will see. I am sure I will say something untoward and then be on her bad side soon enough."
Harriet holds up a single forefinger. "One Tri-Delta, but she's in my bedroom at the moment," she explains to Sienna. "Or at least that is where I left her..."
"Yeah, a hundred percent. I'll come back and get my hair done one of these days," Charlene agrees, smiling radiantly at Sienna. "But right now I gotta get going. I'll tell everyone your place is the best nail place in town."
Meridith stares at Charlene a moment, then gasps at her nails.
Sienna moves around the nail bar to settle in front of Silas, rolling her eyes in soft amusement at Harriet's words. "Well I certainly don't want to keep you from her. Fefel free to take a complementary Temptation's Kiss if you're ready to go and attend to your Valentine?" she recommends, offering an appreciative smile at Charlene. "Thanks, babes. Don't forget we have the waxing too!"
"Yeah, yeah. I know," Charlene remarks a little more dubiously and gets up from her seat. "See you guys later, okay? I gotta get back to school."
Meridith watches Charlene with a little concern and nods.
A very innocent, not so innocent, smile is given to Sienna by Harriet. After all, Charlene had just told everyone about how she walked in on the brunette and her beautiful girlfriend in bed that one time. "See you, Charlie."
Meridith says "Suppose I should head out as well, this was so lovely, thank you Sienna, and Harry, I owe you one."
"Thank you, Sienna, for this very lovely treat," Harriet expresses sincerely to Sienna as she gets up and out of the chair she's been seated in. She admires her plumper lips in the mirror and says, "Impressive," in a convinced tone. "I hope you do these things more often, Sienna." A polite bow of her head is given to Meridith. "Just keep yourself safe so I'm not finding out lost out in the forest."
Harriet murmurs, "Again..."
Silas produces a pleasant smile for Sienna once the woman has settled in front of him now, keeping his hands out and displayed to show off the work that has been done to them.
Meridith says "Don't worry, I've gotten better at staying safe"
Meridith winks at Harriet. It's probably pretty clear she hasn't.
Meridith picks up a jostling backpack
Meridith says "Oooh! Love the look Silas!"
Sienna touches a hand softly to her lips, simply impressed at the gorgeous kaliedoscope of oceanic hues coming together in an accent nail for Silas's completed set. "I love it. The shellac should absolutely last you quite a while, okay? So if you decide to go on a painting spree, you should be good to go."
Harriet gives a wave to Sienna and Silas. "See you two!"