[The masseuse patiently recovers the fallen stone, continuing their work with improbable patience. Never a complaint or a sigh or a sneeze, just perfectly fitting the space to fill wants and needs... Yes, this must be a safe place.
Papyrus looks up at the mention of tailoring, the seed of an idea taking root.]
Do I ever! Cleaning up after everybody... Janitorial work is not for the faint of heart! Or the frail of finger.
[At least his more demanding days come and go with the presence and absence of guests. Rare is the carnie party messy enough to rival a full day of outsiders littering. ]
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Papyrus looks up at the mention of tailoring, the seed of an idea taking root.]
Do I ever! Cleaning up after everybody... Janitorial work is not for the faint of heart! Or the frail of finger.
[At least his more demanding days come and go with the presence and absence of guests. Rare is the carnie party messy enough to rival a full day of outsiders littering. ]