#baronyofthesilverwolf

Noínín knocks on the workshop, the young troubadour remembers Thistle being KIND of nice for a nocker so.. maybe he won't find a trap door dropping him in a pit.

"I have a commission?" He speaks up hoping that will get the door open.

He begins to play a song on his harmonica, True Colors by Cyndi Lauper while he waits.

The clurichaun's skill is excellent and he has made a great little addition, just as Monobrow, who is not biased at ALL.

Several Nevers attempt to chime along with the song.

"What is that actual racket?"

Noinin smiles at that between blows, but then when he hears a voice he blows a little louder near the workshop door to see if it opens.

The Nevers are now dancing and chiming which probably does disrupt the tune a bit, some, well, a lot.

The boy takes a break and says "Thistle? I have a request for a commission? are you open for business?"

Putting his harmonica away, he pulls out the picture of the magazine he clipped out having it ready to show Thistle. It's perfect, he thinks, and she can make it perfect-er! Bluebell will love it!

A grumble, but the door opens.

"Hi, thanks for seeing me, here" He shoves the picture from a page in her hands, "Can you make something like this for Bluebell, don't tell her, it's a secret."

She takes the paper and studies it with a scrunched-up face.

"Just the rabbits and disc part, I can get a potted plant" Noínín assures.

"Like this, yeah?"

"Yeah, I figured you'd be able to do it in awesome colors and stuff... they do need to be rabbits though, not turn into ducks if you turn them upside down."

Noínín says "I got twenty bucks in cash, and I can play three whole songs for you to pay you back!" He bounces on his heels, "It's for Bluebell's Unbirthday. She'll never see it coming."

She cocks a plumed eyebrow. "Unbirthday? Well then."

"Twenty and you rick-roll Gwen."

"Deal!" He offers his hand!

A smirk and she takes the offered hand.

They shake on it, "Twenty up front," He hands that over, "But the rick roll doesn't happen until I get the gift. Oh, and don't tell Bluebell, Discretion AND Datcretion are crucial."

"I know how to hide a project, short stack."

At least she isn't calling him Daisy, "Excellent, I guess that's why you're chief head innovator or whatever."

"Xactly!"

"Anything else you need from me? A drop of glamour, some background music? I know 'She Blinded me with Science' AND 'Weird Science'" a beat "Also the Star Trek theme."

"I'm.... good. When's the party?"

"Not sure really, maybe in a week and a half? I just have to make sure it doens't fall on her ACTUAL birthday, which would ruin an unbirthday gift."

"Obviously."

The boy bounces on his heels "Then thank you again and I'll leave you to it, Kiln Maestra!"