When Daniel laughs, Zack can't help doing the same. It's more involved than that, but basically, "Yeah. A lot of shit gets lost in cultural translation. How the Tzars kept straight faces, I'll never know."
He will just blink at the gesture Daniel and the elf make at each other. Banter, mostly likely? It reminds him of a couple of people back home. "Uh. Sweet. Fae-made gear's valued on my world too."
Following, Zack is happy to start browsing the rails. "Please. Anything like that. Does your world have what's known as 'punk'?" Zack will be paying attention to the price tags. He doesn't want to take advantage of Daniel's generosity by picking out the most expensive items. "Bondage jeans? Designer-shredded teeshirts?"
"The Tzars?" He's familiar with the term from his world, but he expects it meant something quite different to Zack. Maybe an oddity of whatever magic the fae use to translate everyone.
The gesture between Daniel and the elf was less banter and more barely-disguised hostilities. Daniel wasn't very happy with having two fairies right in his shop every day, but they'd come with the store and he hadn't been able to get rid of them, even by thanking them repeatedly (though that had turned his milk sour). "If it's the same quality, I can see why."
"Absolutely. My own tastes run towards goth, but we've got plenty of punk." He flicked through the racks himself, pulling out a couple of pairs of bondage jeans with varying amounts of straps and chains. "Do you know what size you are?"
"Twin gods. Well, kinda twins, that gets complicated. Divine rulers." Maybe he should write something out in his tome, to try and make all the complexities of Keldra that bit less...difficult.
"Mine do too. Don't mind a bit of goth, or cyberpunk." Zack gives Daniel a wry little half grin. "Know what I like when I see it. S'pose you know how that goes with customers."
Not sure what size he is in this world, Zack is slightly stumped. "I'm M3 at home. No idea of the sizing here... slim-medium?" The jeans Daniel pulls out look about right though.
"Ahh. Some of the gods you've got?" Yeah, Daniel feels like it's complicated enough that he could use a guidebook.
"Look as much as you like. And don't worry about price, it's as much for my benefit as it is for yours." He's noticed Zach looking at the price tags.
"Well, we'll try a couple of sizes and you can choose the fit you like." He continued pulling things off the rack, occasionally stopping to show something to Zack.
This might well become a thing, especially as Lucas was so interested in the gods. "that's them, yeah."
Zack does colour a little at the mention of price, but he nods shyly and accepts the items that Daniel pulls off the rack. He likes a lot of this stuff, and isn't sure if he's just picking out one pair of jeans and one tee, or if he'll have a change of clothing... that seems to be a little cheeky though, so the wraith will be happy with whatever he's given.
"Tight is usually good," he can't help grinning. "S'there a changing room?"
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He will just blink at the gesture Daniel and the elf make at each other. Banter, mostly likely? It reminds him of a couple of people back home. "Uh. Sweet. Fae-made gear's valued on my world too."
Following, Zack is happy to start browsing the rails. "Please. Anything like that. Does your world have what's known as 'punk'?" Zack will be paying attention to the price tags. He doesn't want to take advantage of Daniel's generosity by picking out the most expensive items. "Bondage jeans? Designer-shredded teeshirts?"
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The gesture between Daniel and the elf was less banter and more barely-disguised hostilities. Daniel wasn't very happy with having two fairies right in his shop every day, but they'd come with the store and he hadn't been able to get rid of them, even by thanking them repeatedly (though that had turned his milk sour). "If it's the same quality, I can see why."
"Absolutely. My own tastes run towards goth, but we've got plenty of punk." He flicked through the racks himself, pulling out a couple of pairs of bondage jeans with varying amounts of straps and chains. "Do you know what size you are?"
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"Mine do too. Don't mind a bit of goth, or cyberpunk." Zack gives Daniel a wry little half grin. "Know what I like when I see it. S'pose you know how that goes with customers."
Not sure what size he is in this world, Zack is slightly stumped. "I'm M3 at home. No idea of the sizing here... slim-medium?" The jeans Daniel pulls out look about right though.
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"Look as much as you like. And don't worry about price, it's as much for my benefit as it is for yours." He's noticed Zach looking at the price tags.
"Well, we'll try a couple of sizes and you can choose the fit you like." He continued pulling things off the rack, occasionally stopping to show something to Zack.
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Zack does colour a little at the mention of price, but he nods shyly and accepts the items that Daniel pulls off the rack. He likes a lot of this stuff, and isn't sure if he's just picking out one pair of jeans and one tee, or if he'll have a change of clothing... that seems to be a little cheeky though, so the wraith will be happy with whatever he's given.
"Tight is usually good," he can't help grinning. "S'there a changing room?"