A sleek, savvy looking purr drops her rose onto the mirror table that she was working at, as you walk into her little shop of wonders. A smile crosses her muzzle and her silver eyes twinkle with a bit of a mischievous allure. A sweet, low "Welcome," rose into the air is she stood and began to slink elegantly across the room.
As the purr makes her way over to you, your eyes quickly observe some of the details about the little place. The room had a mellow feel, black walls, with little lights scattered about, twinkling like the midnight sky, and crimson curtains hung from the tops of windows, around gallery photos and around a small area of the room so that it was blocked off from the public eye.
After your initial scan of the room, you take the gallery photos back into sight. Each hanging has two names below it. After taking it into consideration, you realize these must have been former clients of the woman who ran the shop.
"Ah, it's so nice to have a new visitor today! It's most certainly a pleasure that I am thrilled to have. My name is Sassie, and I run this little tattoo parlor here. Are you looking for some fresh ink? If so, pull up a cushion and have a seat! If not, I there's the door. I'm sorry, but I don't have time for strays." Sassie looked at you with patience, awaiting your response.
Post away if you feel the need!
Would you be willing to do yet another tattoo for me? 
