[It's a couple minutes past when he said he'd be there that Wanda enters the lobby. Her hair is still pinned up, flower wreath only slightly askew on her head, and that smudge of flour only mostly wiped away from her cheeks. Her dress, still covered by an apron, hits a little lower than mid thigh, and her boots rise up to just below her knees. Still, there's a decent amount of bare leg showing, and as she enters the lobby she wonders just how scandalous that will seem to the pirate.
At least, she's assuming he's a pirate. There's still been no confirmation one way or the other.]
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[It's a couple minutes past when he said he'd be there that Wanda enters the lobby. Her hair is still pinned up, flower wreath only slightly askew on her head, and that smudge of flour only mostly wiped away from her cheeks. Her dress, still covered by an apron, hits a little lower than mid thigh, and her boots rise up to just below her knees. Still, there's a decent amount of bare leg showing, and as she enters the lobby she wonders just how scandalous that will seem to the pirate.
At least, she's assuming he's a pirate. There's still been no confirmation one way or the other.]