"Gosh, Darling. You look like a desert, those colors with your skin and hair talk about dry. I never expected someone so unprepared would be one to take up my request. Will you really be able to even do this simple task for me? I am in dire need for these fabrics, you wouldn't believe it." Many uncomfortable pokes and steps circled around his being, face shading a deep crimson as the critique hit him from every angle. "I-I, um..." Just about the only minor words able to escape his fragile being before the flamboyant designer had Ephraim back up and heading out the door. "Look, I'll trust you this time, but don't make me regret it. Now please, if any of my clientele were to see you exiting my boutique looking like that I'd simply die along with my career. Of now, toodle-oo~"
The amount of emotions coalescing like a mask on the poor boy's face were like that of an art piece, akin to the Scream. With one weak step followed by another, Ephraim's mopey mug swung side to side at its lower position, unable to catch a break in this town. No matter, money was money, and it was in this moment that he realized the hefty weight in the back of his pants as a large sum of jewels now resided on his belt loop. Immediately cluching the pouch like an infant, the lad returned to his thoughts. Well aware of the struggle he was to be up against in his search, and so the blinding smile pierced through his mind again, eagerly grabbing at his chest which stayed wavering, an unyielding balance between hope and despair.
Speaking of despair though, the ruckus off in the distance could only signify one thing, mass crowds of people. A chill ran throughout his spine as the thought alone made Ephraim's energy drop into the negatives. Keeping his hands close to his chest, trying his hardest to shrink himself down as to not draw much attention and sneak through the crowd to the best of his abilities. Gaining a better eye as the marketplace was now within his sights, it was tremendously more packed than the rainy day of his arrival in Baska. The trick which he was told to implement in these kinds of situation was a classic, though it made matters worse in other categories. "Why did she tell me to imagine everyone in their underwear... This just feels incredibly indecent, is this how perverts began? Was she just messing around with me?!" Whatever the true reason behind the advice given to Ephraim, it did show some form of progress, while trying to avert his eyes from the unclothed imagination, he had actually stepped foot within the zoo of people.