[Toki]

Djinn smirked as he followed Brandon through the portal.
"Wow. Really nice tat." he mentioned, stepping out into the workroom of his shop. Bolts of colourful fabrics of different patterns and textures were lined up against the walls. A long table was set up along one wall with a sewing machine and a comfy-looking swivel chair on one end. Above the table was a bulletin board with different notes, sketches, and patterns pinned up, haphazardly overlapping one another as if the ideas were competing for priority.

"Well, if you couldn't already tell by all this," Djinn motioned to the multicoloured mess with one of his hands, "I make clothes. People tell me what they want and I make it for them, isn't that neat? Anyway, come on. I'll take you out to the main square-- I've already closed up for the day, I'm just here to shop for a bit, so you can basically go do whatever and then meet me back." He smiled a little and put one pair of hands on his hips and the other folded across his chest. "I mean, unless you wanna hang out for a bit or something. You know, like, we could go for a drink or whatever, I know a great place. It's up to you."