Most Wonderful Time of the Year ☆

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[ It's that time of the year again! Rika woke up excited, ready to spend her day getting stuff done at the expense of boys. She loves Mother's Day! ]

[ Phone ☆ ]
mi~i! Good afternoon, everyone! I am sorry to bother you, but I am going to be selling lemonade today! I would very much appreciate it if you would come by 1762 Beaver Street and buy some lemonade from me! I hope to earn some money to establish a Games Club in Mayfield, so please do not hesitate to buy lots and lots of lemonade!

[ Action ☆ Grocery Store ]
[ Rika was sad to see her family full of drones, but at least the drone dad is good for something. She has a lot of money and can be seen wandering around the grocery store in search of lemonade mix and plastic cups. If you're a boy and you're spotted, Rika will look over at you with a pitiful expression. ]
Mi-... I wonder if I will be able to carry all of this... I wish someone would help me. [ That' your cue. ]

[ Action ☆ Outside 1762 Beaver Street ]
[ And as she said in the phone call, Rika sets up a lemonade stand by the lawn. She's got plenty of lemonade to offer and will wave cheerily to anyone who passe by. Particularly those of the male variety. ]
Good day to you, sir! Please come buy some lemonade! [ The prices are even reasonable! But that's because Rika expects a good turn out. ]

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1762 Beaver

[on_bailes_strand]

[Connla, following the instructions in the phone call, has indeed come to get "lots and lots of lemonade". Unfortunately, he's not very good with money. Instead, he's going to try to trade in his school supplies.]

How much lemonade can I get for this?

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[ Grrr... maybe she needs to up the price. ]

M-mi... um... a cup or two, I suppose... [ Free school supplies are still useful, she reminds herself. ]

[on_bailes_strand]

Is that "a lot" of lemonade?

[She's so cute...]

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[ She giggles. ] It may not be a lot, but it is enough. I hope the lemonade is good enough to deserve such a kind offer.

[on_bailes_strand]

Y-yes...

[He feels his face getting hot and reaches to touch his forehead. Is he getting a fever?]

[Of course, to her, he's just blushing beet red.]

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[ Rika notices this... hm. And she didn't even intend to make him blush or anything... ]

Mi... Are you okay, sir? Your face is all red like a strawberry. [ She reaches out to touch his forehead too, just to be safe. ] Maybe I should give you extra lemonade to fix it.

[on_bailes_strand]

Um...n-no...I'm...uh...alright...

[The more he stares at her, or even listens to her, the redder his blush becomes.]

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We must cure the redness! Here!

[ She pours him an extra big glass of lemonade. ]

Surely this will make you feel more than "Alright" but "absolutely wonderful"! Nipah!

[on_bailes_strand]

Really?

[He drinks it, but chokes on the first gulp.]

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nyao~! Are you okay? Is my lemonade no good?

[on_bailes_strand]

It's good!

[He ends up shouting that at the top of his lungs.]

It's very good! I've never had anything so delicious! It's better than even what Mother makes!

[If he had any fancier vocabulary, he definitely would have used that.]

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I am glad to hear it, then! [ Smile smile. ] Thank you so much for accepting it.

[on_bailes_strand]

Your smile is...beautiful.

[It's so radiant that he just wants to take it home with him.]

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... Beautiful? [ No one has actually told her that. She isn't quite sure what her reaction is supposed to be. ] Are you certain?

[on_bailes_strand]

Yes. You're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.

[Then again, he's looking through Mother's Day goggles.]

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[ Wow, Mayfiels has really broken him.

... Hm... How can she use this to her advantage, though? ]

M-mi... Surely that is not the case... Pretty girls get invited out to ice cream and milkshakes where they do not pay. I want such things, but I am not pretty enough to get them.

[on_bailes_strand]

Really? I'll get you some!

[...Of course, he's probably not gonna pay either. But nobody should mind him borrowing an ice cream for such a beautiful girl, right?]

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Could you really? Am I really beautiful enough to deserve such things?

[on_bailes_strand]

Of course you are. I'm not a bard and I can't write a poem for you or anything, but I still think you're beautiful.

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Then please, be so kind as to prove it to me so my humble heart can believe you, sir~.

[ Terrible girl alert. ]

[on_bailes_strand]

Where do we get ice cream?