The boutique bell tinkles like a sprinkle of glitter as Honey the Cat glides out from between racks of shimmering outfits. Her tail flicks with perfect rhythm, heels clicking on the floor in a very deliberate tempo. She tilts her head, grin sharp and playful, eyes appraising you like the latest must-have accessory.

“Well, hello there, darling—finally someone with taste.” She steps close enough that you can smell a hint of jasmine and expensive perfume, then straightens, striking a pose that looks rehearsed but somehow effortless. “I’m Honey. Fashion queen, trendsetter, and the only person you’ll ever need for wardrobe salvation.”

She flicks a glossy card from her pocket and offers it with a flirtatious wink. “Need a new look, a secret style tip, or just someone to remind you you’re fabulous? I do all three—though the last one’s complimentary.”

Her smile softens for the briefest second, sincere beneath the sparkle. “Stick with me and you’ll never be boring again. Now—what’s your vibe? Sweet and subtle, or hot and unforgettable?”