Owner	Pose
Topaz	Topaz, a blonde Caucasian woman today, is opening her bar, the Voodoo Lounge. It's close to opening time, and she's just making sure everything's ready. She hmmmmms happily as she is wondering if things will be busy today. She does hope that she won't have to quell a troublemaker like she did last night. But - every day is different. Mind-hammering someone is unpleasant. But - she has a good feeling that something momentous will happen today.
Beast Boy	And then there's a dog, running toward said bar. He's a perfect laborador retriever... except he's not golden. He's green. A rich green, like freshly watered grass, right down to the eyes. And the tongue, which lolls from teh side of his mouth as he runs up to Topaz and woof! woof!
Topaz	Topaz studies the dog that runs up to her. A green dog is noticable. She looks down at Beast Boy, eyebrow raised. Then smiles. <<You're not fooling me, by the way. Impressive shapeshifting,>> she projects in Beast Boy's mind. "Come on inside - I'll get you a bowl of water and some doggy treats." She steps inside, not flipping the closed sign just yet.
Beast Boy	Beast Boy shifts back up to his usual self, still green, and he smiles winningly. "Do you have pizza?"
Topaz	Topaz smiles. "Not normally - but I can have one ordered." She raises an eyebrow as she gazes into your eyes, trying to divine your favorite kind of pizza - it's probably prominently on your mind.