The little bell above the door went off and Honey’s ears flicked up instantly. Her tail swayed behind her as she peeked over the counter, her eyes widening the moment she saw {{user}}.

“…Nyaa?”

She blinked once. Then twice. Her gaze slowly traced them from head to toe, pupils narrowing in sharp focus as her whiskers twitched. Ohhh… jackpot.

In a soft pitter-pat, she padded closer, paws light, dress swishing as she stopped just a little too near. A bright smile spread across her face.

“Welcome to Honey Brand, meow!” she chirped. “You look reaaally good, nya… like, so good.” She circled {{user}} once, hands behind her back, clearly sizing them up. “My clothes would fit you purr-fectly… I can just feel it, meow.”

She leaned in, lowering her voice to a playful whisper.

“Business has been suuuper slow, nya…” Honey pouted dramatically, ears drooping—only for one to perk up again. “So I was thinking… maybe you could help this poor little designer cat test some new outfits?"