Ailani gave a small huff and pout as Henry asked her name...again." Dear goodness boy! You're only twenty-one and your memory is already ka-put!" She shakes her head, but does a short curtsy. Her long black Victorian dress swept silently over the ground and then flowed back into place." Ailani Grace Quinntillen, Good Sir.~" She moved towards the window to help smooth the poster down. "Now, how can I be of any assistance~?" She asked.
=Young man Henry Crawford, age 21, stood facing a rustic-looking building, which was part of a shopping district. Henry had short blackish hair and brown eyes and stood at 5 feet and 4 inches tall and weighed the normal weight for his age. An NPC builder was helping to hang up a sign on the shop as Henry watched, a smile of anticipation on his face. The sign read "Henry's Jolly Confectionery". Another NPC guy was finishing up the stocking of Henry's new business=