[ The guardrail is ignored on her part, as Aerith hops down two steps of stairs and then begins a light jog down the rest. She's familiar with the place, sure, but more than that, she's just eager to jump into it. ]

A dress shop, if you can believe it! But she has really nice fabrics and sells those mostly. Right now, I think I could net us some good prices. [ Twisting at the hip a little, she beams. ]

Dropping is very unbecoming, anyway.

[ Ahem. When she swings open the door at the bottom, a flood of light fills the hallway. It's old, dirty, and beaten up, with a hole high up in the ceiling. Exposed foundation is crumbling, but inside...

Is a giant spider-woman, with many, many eyes. Within her claws is a glimmering pale pink fabric, layered over a sheer yard of a spring green netted fabric, and she looks toward the pair with a narrowed gaze. "I told you to knock," she says, and Aerith shrugs before gesturing out toward the shop. It's not particularly large, but well-lit with walls lined up with yards and yards of fabric rolls of all sorts of colors and sorts.

A few mannequins are there, of course. What's on them is hardly of interest to Aerith, though. ]

Well, Mr. Kitsuragi, here it is. Koganegumo's treasure trove. Anything you could want, in any color you can imagine is your's... for a price.

[ She'll put it on her tab. It's fine. ] What're you feeling?