The Pickup

Dosbox comes to get his order from Gwen, while she's in a strange mood, what could go wrong...

Gwen
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Gwen is in a strange mood, she's working om swim and body suit material accoridn go rumor. There has also ben a spike in very /interesting/ swim wear and like items too which is almost certainly Gwen. Yet Dosbox has a pickup to do, what could go wrong...
Dosbox
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Nothing could possibly go wrong! DosBox has full and total trust in Gwen's fashion sense! ...Is what he would like to say, but Dossy is a nervous little potato and the little potato was rather intimidated by Morri the last time he was here... Still, he's entering the store anyway, albiet nervously.

That being said, when he sees the swimwear, it's obvious that he is starting to imagine people WEARING said swimwear, and his face goes from clay brown to bright red.
Gwen
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Well as Dos enters he would find Gwen therem, clad in a form fitting body suit of some sort working on something behind the counter she seems very distracted and Dosbox may need to get her attention right now.
Dosbox
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Dosbox moseys over to the front desk, which is slightly taller than him. He tries, and fails to keep this eyes above her neckline, but to be fair, the rock gnome is at a disadvantage due to his height, so there are two big problems he has to look past in order to see her face. Dossy calls out in a tiny voice to get Gwen's attention, "Ah... He... Helloooooo..."
Gwen
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Gwen will pause her body shifting as someone directly adresses. Yup Gwen's in only a body suit and pauses.

"Oh Dosbox! Yes hello there!" She bounces up and looks around for a moment. "You had an order didn't you? I have it finished... let me go find it!"
Dosbox
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Dosbox is a nervous potato who is glad that nosebleeds aren't actually as common in real life, or even in MMOs, as they are in anime, "S-sure! Take your time! I... am not in a rush... Ah... I noticed you have a... Ah... New clothing line? It looks nice. Heh." He scratches the back of his head and gives a nervous smile.
Gwen
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Gwen bounces in place happily. "Yes I am, soon I shall be done my grestest work yet and we will have so many new options for swim wear and more!" She clasp her hands together excitedly.

"I think I will have my sling bikini ready soon!"
Dosbox
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Dosbox's eyes bounce up and down as well, "Ah... I am sorry, I am sort of... Unfamiliar with what a sling bikini is. Is it a weapon?" He clears his throat and starts looking elsewhere, which is not helping to make him less nervous, as there are swimsuits everywhere he looks, but at least he isn't being a creeper on Gwen.
Gwen
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Gwen is so distracted by her mood she'd likely not twig on creeping till after. Though oddly where is her mother Morri or her father Uther. Yes keep behaving is the best option.

"A Bikini that shows of the wonder of the lady wearing its figure!" She strikes a pose pauses and then hand Dosbox his order.

"here you go! Enjoy the bonus!"
Dosbox
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Dosbox looks back to take the order, and is hit full-force by Gwen's pose. He almost drops the clothing, but he manages to pull it together just in time, "Th-Thank you? Uh... You are very pretty. Your parents should be proud? Uh. Right. Uh. Do I need to sigh anything?" Dosbox has found a very interesting spot on the floor that is NOT an attractive lady in swimwear. He has focused his gaze on that for now.
Gwen
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Gwen says "I think they are but my mom is obessed with shipping eveyrone she knows who isn't in a relationship or married..." She muses and then shake her head. "Nay you paid up from and enjoy the speedo!" That's the free bonus she gave Dosbox, what has she done.
Dosbox
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Dosbox looks down at the speedo like a Vietnam vet listening to fireworks as his face goes from red to stark white. One day... many moons ago, he had worn a speedo to a beach party. Children cried. Women screamed. A boat crashed into the harbor. LIVES WERE LOST. In the most dead voice that has ever left his mouth, Dossy replies, "Thanks. Have a nice day..." He slowly turns and starts walking out of the store like a robot programmed by an amatuer technician.