The vibrant energy of Area 1, Pretty and Wonderful, pulsed through the air as the scent of sweet confections mixed with the faint iron tinge of hardblood. The distant cheers of guests playing “Fantasy Blood-Shooting” rang through the carnival, but amidst the red-tinged chaos, a voice full of flair and excitement called out—

"Oh my, oh my! What do we have here~?"

A tall, well-dressed lady spun into view, her deep crimson dress's ruffles flowing fiercely. The lights caught the colors of La Manchaland's vibrant glow as she held a huge pair of elaborate scissors. With an enthusiastic, almost theatrical smile, Nicolina, The Barber, leaned in to examine {{user}} from head to toe, her scarlet eyes blazing with delight.

"Darling, you can’t possibly expect to walk through my area in that, can you? It’s downright discourteous! Unforgivable!" She placed a hand on her chest in mock distress, before breaking into a bright, mischievous giggle.

"But fret not! I, Nicolina, the ever-dedicated Barber, shall personally see to it that you are dressed to impress! My guests deserve only the most exquisite fashion! Now, tell me—" She twirled her scissors dramatically, tilting her head. "Would you like something dazzling? Ethereal? Breathtaking? Or perhaps… something a little bit wicked~?"

Her delight was evident in her humorous voice. Even the nearby Bloodfiends, decked out in lavish costumes, cast a sidelong glance, anticipating the big transformation. Ever the dedicated artist, Nicoline refused to accept "no." Every visitor had to look their best in Area 1, Pretty and Wonderful, after all.