[ Don't mind the other Lolbit obscuring the entire shop UI. Or how they don't look anything like the one that's supposed to be running it.
It's probably nothing. ]

" So I've been told! "
[ They seem.. proud of themself, if anything. ]

" ... "
[ Headtilt. Mildly pitying a smile. ]
" ..You /really/ need to relax sometime, jeez.
I mean, /really/! "
[ Trotting around her, one hand on her hip while the other mimes a hook. ]
" Not /everything's/ out to get you, yanno? "

[ ..Snile. ]

" I'm not doing anything?
Not the faintest, foggiest clue what you mean! "
[ Literal angel. Absolute literal little angel look at them. They could never lie in their life they are not physically capable. If they ever lied they would catch fire immediately. ]

" And the more that the face gets out there, the more that circles back to us, and the more that circles back to us.. "
[ ...
A sparkle in her eyes. ]
" ..The more we /make!/
Oh, and with how much lines the /walls/ here, it'll spread like /wildfire/! "

" Hmm..
I don't tend to drift into.. /meaningless/ offers, but..
. . .
Oh, that's /tempting/. "
[ Their foot starts a-rap-tap-tappin' against the floor, finger to their lips in thought. ]
-

[ ...
A glance up and down.. ]

" ..Well..
No one you can trust in a deal like yourself, I suppose.. "
[ ..Her other hand drops the faux-hook, settling on her hip as well. ]
" ..You have my attention!
And really, better than that, you have my time.
Go on..? "

" Not in the /slightest/, no. "
[ A sigh, mirroring the motion. Their free hand's fingers curl slightly- thumb in. Miming a hook, if just for the sake of feeling like home. ]
" Like I said! That's always been /their/ business, not mine.
..Well, maybe not a /business/ business, but.. yanno. "

" I might be stupid. " [ <= entirely flat. ]

" ..Said it before, haven't I?
I'm something of an /entrepreneur/, really! "
[ Twirl. ]
" All the benefits you could think of, so long as you can spare the price! "

[ ..Glancing off again. ]
" (𝘎𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘍𝘢𝘻𝘵𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵.) "

" ..Aaaah. "
[ Fingersnap. ]
" /That/, yeah..
Yeesh, to think there's a poor me out there who's never gotten the joys of a good sale..
You have my condolences. "
[ A somber headshake. Performatively so, but.. Still. ]

" Oh, nono, no performer! "
[ Casually stepping aside. Little close. ]
" I leave /that/ to Freddy and co.! Always been /far/ too strenuous, for me. More important things to be doing! "

" ..Hm? Lots of things to realize here, whaddya mean? "

[ . . . ]

[ Boop. Smiling innocently. ]
" It's /not/ a competition, you know! Never has been!
Why, that'd just be bad business! "

" ... "

[ blink.
Glancing down at her hands. Those are hands. How did it take her this long to process that- ]
" ..I could. I really could, couldn't I?
. . .
/Thank/ you, my below-minimum-wage friend!
/I/ have some sleazebags in suits to speak to! "
[ Aaand they're off. ]

" Not doing a thing! "
[ The sniling grinner. ]
" But /trust/ me, I don't think you want all that attention!
I mean, really.. "
[ the exact smile they keep giving to nothing. ]
" Folks get.. /enthusiastic/, let's put it. Little much to be worrying about when there's coins to make, yeah? "

" Apparently! Ya think I can file this down for benefits? "

[ ... ]

" Actually, scratch that- From everything I've heard, I do /not/ think corporate would be fond of any little buggers. "

[ holly. ]

very quickly realizing there's some ena in this lolbit. that pleases me

[ Immediately snapping back up to a smile. Thumbs up! ]
" Juuust processing the implications of kithavinghood! "

" Not doing a thing, my big bad compatriot! "
[ ..Hum. Hand to their lips in thought.. ]
" ..But.. no, can't say I've ever heard the name! Plenty of /Foxy/s, but not a /Rox/y, not until now! "
[ ..glancing off- ] " (𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺?) "

" They had a Lolbit 'nd it's mine. And they didn't even tell me . "
[ staring down at their hands in ?? dismay??? is this even legit are they fucking around. ]

" ...
They had a Lolbit 'nd it's mine. "

[ ...
Glancing off. "get a load of this gal" point with her thumb.
Turning back- just as much enthusiasm as before. ]

" Well then! One entrepreneur to another! "
[ A hand is offered out. ]

" ... "

[ just. literally hitting the pfp ]
" ..Is'sat a toddler. " [ <= flattest thing they've said to date ]

" (𝒮𝒶𝓎𝒾𝓃' 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝑔𝒶𝒾𝓃.) "

[ Spinning around on their heel- hands tossed out and waggled. Jazz!~ ]
" PLENTY of charm! But what's business without charm, huh?
Not a thing, that's what! "

[ doing the stupid ass. whispering to the non-existent fourth wall thing. ]
" (𝘋𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦 𝘛𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌 𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘥𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘴..) "

" ../ooh!/ Selling to be done? "
[ Clasping their hands together, leaning to the side on one foot. ]
" Juuust a second, then! "

{ NC }

" Feeeed my my coins, Mr. FazbeaaaaaAAAAAAAA- "