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[ the door of the car closes with a light thudas he gets out. slips the sunglasses off his eyes & onto his head, nestled into his hair; he's dressed rather casually today, red dress-shirt with its top two buttons undone & the rest in a suit-like attire. seems to blend right into the crowd as soon as he enters the building, surrounded by people who live to sell their looks. ignores the gazes, entirely faithful to his purpose at present. he only stops once to ask for directions --

"Tell me. Where would Brianna be at this hour?"

& he saunters into the area, standing in the shadows as he watches the flashes of light caress brianna's form, appreciative. ]

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[ just as albert settles in, she does one last pose, looking quite pleased with the claps as she mock-curtsies. is privately amused at the way they laugh and gather around to speak of business, allowing the hairdresser to undo the rather precariously positioned ringlets of hair atop her head.

she speaks with bold words, inclining her head as they say their "thank you"s and "i'll call you later"s, slowly yet surely making her way over to her dressing room, too distracted with fixing her hair to properly notice albert... for now. ]