Vivian was delighted to hear that by Ale's tone, she didn't upset her. It was far more intriguing to hear about her family's business. How she was made the 'boss' by default, and she could ask anything of anyone.
"Strange, that is similar to my background. Money carries the weight. When my husband... passed, I was the holder of his Estate. I could snap my fingers and have anyone at my beck and call. But it's a shame that I couldn't just earn it myself back then." Oppressed women, the kids knew nothing of what they called oppression now days.
"But you're right. Reputation is everything. Yet, still, proving ones self can be tricky. I think you're clever enough to find a way to go against that stereotype."
"Yes, we are taking your car for a spin. That's it." She laughed loudly.
"I'm sure Sylvia has other reasons, she's quite the interesting woman." Of course, she couldn't wait to see the look on the Savage's face when she saw the owner. They opened the door, and a light bell dinged as they entered.
"Hello dahling!" The Daeva rushed in, and kissed the woman on the cheeks each side. "We will let you know if we need anything."
The woman dashed about like her most important customer was there, although, she probably dashed about for all of her customers.
Feel free to add what you want, keep in mind, the shop is contemporary, maybe a little steampunk, vintage and some modern looks. But really, nothing would be out of place (except maybe a windsuit or yoga pants)