Wardrobe

Villager: Wanderer

Storm's ears perk a bit. A Bluette eh?
"Tempete D. Hiver." He shakes the offered hand.

"An elderly deer named Greg. He is a kingly old fart." Vito nods. "Same goes to you. See ya around."

Vito chuckles "Yer startin ta sound like that old deer when he wants to bribe me ta do somethin. As fer stuff ta do with parliament i ain't got no clue what yer talkin bout. Ya seem ta be in a place o power though, good on ya."

Vito chuckles and grins, his titanium caninie teeth flashing in the light. "Eh. Money makes tha world go round doesn't it?"

Vito chuckles glancing at his ring. " it's comfortable at's for sure." He clears his throat. "So ya move here fer business er somethin?"

(ooh,i like his paintie)
Storm merely shrugs,a shifty smile gracing his features.
"Maybe~" That would be a direct yes.

Vito chuckled, shaking his hand. "I didn't ask at, but understood." He adjusts his tie with a light smile. "Thanks ya. It's my favorite suit." He didn't quite trust Fabian completely, but the dog was a bit vain, complements went right to his head.

Vito stayed quiet a moment before chuckling. He idly crossed his arms, tapping his finger on his bicep. A habit from his wrestling days. "I don't think at i ever mentioned my name, but nice ta meet ya too i suppose."

"Ey. My employee said somethin bout you wantin ta meet me?"

Anton nerviously shook his hand. Anton was a big scaredy cat through and through. "It's nice to meet you sir. I'm sure my boss vould love to meet you, he is just such a busy man..."