Cinna

ATTENTION CITIZENS

Back home, around this time of year, the various Stylists of the Capitol would start previewing their fall and winter lines. While I don't think this City has any such formal method for those of us in the business, nevertheless I feel that I should keep to tradition.

So next month, passionné will be closing for a week and at the end of that week, we will be hosting a fall fashion exhibition and I'd like to invite the entire City to join us in celebration.

To that end, I am looking for caterers, musicians, and artisans of all kinds who would like to join in the celebration, exhibiting their talents and wares for the evening.

If you are interested, you can reply here or in person at passionné.

[ooc: The following are all voice messages, all replies will be voice.]

[Private to Ginny]

I'm going to need a little magical assistance for this, as well as just your personal attendance. Are you interested?

[Private to passionné employees]

This will entail quite a bit of work on all our parts, if any of you have friends or acquaintances that are needing employment, I'll be hiring extra help. And of course, anyone who performs well might be kept on past the event. Fall and winter are always busy seasons in fashion.

[Private to the Games crew]
[He's faking a serious voice.] I need models, you're all drafted. [He pauses for effect before letting out a light chuckle.]

But in all seriousness, if you really have something better to do, or would rather work behind the scenes, I can find others. I'd prefer my favorite models, but I won't insist.

[Private to Angela]

Is it too early to ask you to be my date for the evening? And perhaps model something special?

[There's the sound of slight chaos as Cinna's voice, slightly strained, comes over the Network.]

No, madam, I assure you it isn't ninety, eighty, seventy, sixty, fifty, forty, thirty, twenty, ten or even five percent off. And it most certainly isn't two for one.

Don't you know what day this is?

I believe it's Saturday, madam.

You're a right perfect Grinch aren't you?

Madam, I-

A horrible, terrible, awful, anti-Christmas, Grinch!

Madam, please, calm-

[SMACK!] GRINCH!

[There's the sound of someone stomping off and a pause before Cinna speaks again. You can almost hear him rubbing his wounded cheek.]

What kind of curse is this?


[ooc: Cinna, completely uncursed has been overrun today with people asking about sales, deals and giveaways and he is CONFUSED. Also, I couldn't resist - what hiatus?]