( let's say house is inside the tailor shop and waiting for the dressmaker to put his suit together before jinx waltzes in the establishment. but what makes her presence alarming and very abnormal, is she enters with a massive rocket launcher prop over her shoulder. the murmurs of the workers fall instantly still as they gawk fearfully towards her and the massive weaponry.

unfortunately, the locals of aldrip know of jinx far more than they would like to. she is a menace to this town, and every time she comes around to any store, the atmosphere shifts with so much tension and discomfort. jinx, too, ogles back to the laborers, but more in a bewildered fashion than anything. she doesn't understand what the big deal is, especially when every single chosen is being forced to a party whether they wish to attend or not.)

What? He needs a top hat.

( the teenager shakes her shoulder to indicate the shark-like rocket launcher is nodding in agreement with his owner's words. the locals hesitatingly return to their stitching and snipping as she maneuvers further in the store. she isn't paying any mind to house (yet), but that's because she throws herself in a conversation with her rocket launcher. .... which, she is providing the goofy voice for him. )

❝Jinx, are you sure it's okay for me to be out here...? They seem a little scared of me. ❞

( the twin-braided girl rolls her eyes at her companion's concern and exhales out a frustrating groan. )

— Uuuughhh! So? Who cares? Look, I'm not going to this stupid party alone. I need a date. And I can't ask... you-know-who, so... you're the next best thing. You're welcome, by the way!

( plopping the missile on a nearby bench, jinx straightens her back with her hands prop on her hips -- scoping out the place. the girl locks her gaze over to house, but it's extremely brief as she makes her way to where they store the hats. )

❝Pick me up something really nice! ❞

( "fishbones" exclaims out to her, and she waves back at him in a "yeah yeah, i hear ya" notion as she browses. )