<strong>Name:</strong>Mirabelle<br/><strong>Location:</strong>With the Crowd<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Greeting the mob, Glaring at the Ghost<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Mirabelle looked about at everyone, including Sandy, who was totally not just making up having an evil twin for the sake of extricating herself from her own...mischievousness?<br/><br/>She supposed that if she got a discount on rent every time Sandy caused her trouble, she'd be okay.  With how silly Remington was, he probably already gave them a discount.<br/><br/>She forced her best smile and looked at anyone but Sandy, settling on Abel for the moment.<br/><br/><strong>"I am Mirabelle.  I fix things.  Usually buildings, but machines and other things too on the side."</strong>The Primeape almost did a curtsy, but realized it didn't work very well when wearing a tank top and shorts...or with how rough she looked right now.  Instead, she finished her awkward half dip with a nod.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, she added,<strong>"I think things break a lot around here, thanks to the machinations of certain people whose names end in i, so...don't feel shy about asking.  I do good work, and I charge fair rates."</strong><br/><br/>Suddenly she was glaring at Sandy.  She probably should ask someone else for help, if she wanted it.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Of course I'm laying claim to an old, somewhat fixer upper vanity that probably needs restored, because anachronism is great..</div></div>