Maria
*Her heels filled the crowded streets with noise, even though the people and various different creatures were already loud enough. With every step she takes, someone looks at her. Muttering and whispering starts to increase, and she knows this is all because of her. 

She approaches a make up shop: smiling at the owner as she's a regular there. She picks up a sample of a lipstick, trying it on her hand to see if it matches her pale complexion.* "Hmm.." *She thinks to herself. Is this going to impress anyone? She puts it back down, picking up a darker red now and sampling it on her hand.* "Perfect." *She says with a smile.* "I'll take this. Thank you."
Curtis
*Terrel continued along the streets, debating on whether or not he should bring back extra material for enchanting later. He was sure he could always come back later, though the constant back and forth was always exhausting in itself. While he was partially lost in thought, he had grown used to people moving out the way of him which only inevitably lead to him suddenly bumping past the Kemonomimi. It was enough to jolt him from his thoughts, though not enough for him to care to stop.*
Maria
*As she's about to put the lipstick into her bag and be on her way, the masked man bumps into her, making her drop the lipstick. She bends down to pick it up, then looks at the man.* "At least apologize!" *She says in an annoyed voice, upset that he made her drop it.*
Curtis
*Terrel had hardly noticed her presence, only looking back at the sound of someone yelling in his direction.*"Right right, 'chelch'."*He said in apology to her, the last word being in his native tongue.*"Should probably watch where you're going next time."
Maria
*She scoffs, rolling her eyes.* "Me!? You were the one who bumped into me while you were wandering around and zoning out! " *She puts her hand on her hip, scowling at him.* "Tch, did your parents teach you these manners!?"
Curtis
*Terrel brought his hand to his chin in thought.*"Hasn't really crossed my mind."*He said with a light smirk forming on his face. The Silnari eyed the woman for a moment, listening as she questioned his mannerism.*"Well if they did, I sure seem to only remember when it's most convenient."