[Tribal clothing from Gran Pulse sticks out like a sore thumb, especially in this drab, colorless place, and Fang guess it has to be the new kid, Noel.
She doesn't know him, not in the sense that she knows Light and Hope and the others, even Serah, but he's all tangled up in their family now, so she figures they're going to get acquainted with one another sooner or later. Might as well be sooner.
She picks up a hideously loud Hawaiian style shirt from the pile of clothing, and holds it up, giving it and Noel a critical, assessing eye.] Brings out your eyes, don't it?
[It is totally a joke and not a Prada reference at all no...]
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She doesn't know him, not in the sense that she knows Light and Hope and the others, even Serah, but he's all tangled up in their family now, so she figures they're going to get acquainted with one another sooner or later. Might as well be sooner.
She picks up a hideously loud Hawaiian style shirt from the pile of clothing, and holds it up, giving it and Noel a critical, assessing eye.] Brings out your eyes, don't it?
[It is totally a joke
and not a Prada reference at all no...]