[open] Music, love, and ramen

[galactically]

Who: Sheryl, Barry (very_goodman), and YOU
What: Prayer #15
When: May 3rd, late morning/early afternoon
Where: Outside a ramen shop in the Near Shore
Warnings: this is Sheryl we're talking about

[It all started when Sheryl saw a prayer request right by her temple: to save a store from going out of business after receiving little to no customers in weeks. Either people stop by, or the owner must shut it down. Such is the cutthroat world of business: someone can be on top one day, then get discarded, forgotten about, and replaced by the next. While Sheryl hasn't owned a shop in her life, she knows too well the importance of customers — not just for money, but for bringing a little extra something in the lives of people.

... And that's why she and Barry are right in front of a humble ramen shop, dressed in ridiculous animal outfits. Sheryl being, well, Sheryl, she makes sure to make extra adjustments to her attire, exuding both cuteness and sensuality at the same time because as a performer, she knows too well that sex sells. Meanwhile, Barry can be seen next to her with his guitar, fingers strumming along to create strong riffs.

Buh oh, that's not all; she knows that looks alone can only go so far. A pair of strong, well-trained vocal chords on a professional singer can also do the trick, and she's willing to go the extra mile if that means Miss Sachiko's ramen shop can thrive for at least a few weeks... by improvised choreography. It's hard to tell that her moves are improvised on the spot when her feet glide across the pavement without missing a step as she sings her heart out. Despite the upbeat steps, there's a certain grace to the way she moves her arms and legs, a flair for the dramatics with an extra shimmying of her hips to Barry's guitar sounds.

It's over the top, but like Sheryl says, "go big or go home!"]

(OOC: Both Sheryl and Barry will be responding separately!)

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[galactically]

Very busy as you can see.

[But pop idols aren't supposed to be messy! Either way, she gestures at the ramen shop in front of her with a casual flick of her wrist.]

This morning I received a special prayer from the owner of this same shop. I'm supposed to attract new customers.

[heptagram]

Oh, I see! [She smiles.]

Is it working yet?

[galactically]

See for yourself.

[A small crowd of people, about six to eight of them, just emerged from the ramen shop. A few of them wave goodbye to Sheryl, while one of them lets out a wolf whistle before he gets dragged out by the ear from a woman next to him.

She doesn't pay mind to that, of course.]

[heptagram]

So I see. I'm not exactly surprised you have such a following!

[galactically]

Well I am Sheryl, after all!

[She reaches up to flip her hair off her shoulders with a casual flick of her hand, confident laughing bubbling gently out of her lips.]

Soon, my list of followers will increase exponentially!

[Except she has no way of knowing how many followers she actually has.]

[heptagram]

Hm. [She nods. "Exponential" sounds ridiculous for something this small. She won't say it, though.]

[galactically]

Well?

[Sheryl gives Patchouli an expectant look, glancing at the ramen shop before her gaze returns to the other person.]

Interested in coming inside? The owner specializes in homemade noodles.

[heptagram]

Not really, but that's hardly your fault, honestly. I don't really like crowded places very much.

[galactically]

That's too bad. Miss Sachiko really wanted new customers...

[Aaaand Sheryl will be putting her focus on a couple that walked past her, just for a brief moment.]

[heptagram]

I could stay and watch you perform, though, I guess.

[galactically]

Oh, but I'm already done performing for today. Sorry!

[She spares Patchouli an apologetic smile before having some small talk with the customers. A few second later, they enter the shop and Sheryl turns right back to the other goddess.]

But you're lucky. You get to hear me sing twice now.

[heptagram]

Oh? Is that so? To think, I was just about to comment on my awful timing.

[She laughs a little bit.]

[galactically]

You already heard me sing at the park's stage, then in front of the ramen shop. Seems that timing has always been on your side, if you ask me.

[Because how many people can say they've heard Sheryl sing multiple times? Countless fans.]

[heptagram]

[To be fair, she wasn't even trying either time!]

I guess so. I guess I have done surprisingly well.

[galactically]

You sure have.

[So she says with a firm nod of approval. Now that is something Sheryl has to concede, unintentionally or not.]

Then again, I'm happy when anyone gets to see me perform.

[heptagram]

Well, then, I'm really glad I showed up. [Not just because she likes watching Sheryl, or because of...

um.

but because genuinely she is glad she can make someone happy.]

[galactically]

Heeeh, I can tell!

[Sheryl notices Patchouli's expression, and there's a pleased look across her own face as she takes a step back, watching a head poke out from behind a door.]

— Oh! It's my "boss". [She wiggles her hands to mimic air quotes.] I'll have to see what she wants this time.

[heptagram]

I should... probably leave you to that.

[She'll stay there and hold down the fort, though. Because that will totally be necessary, right]

[galactically]

[She takes a moment to discuss Miss Sachiko, who doesn't notice Patchouli because she can only see Sheryl and Barry, for some reason. There's a small nod, followed up by a few hums, then she claps her hands together.]

Wait you want me to help out with the noodles? Okay, I'll let my assistant know, too. Thanks so much!

[Back to Patchouli:]

Sorry, but I'll have to cut this short. She says I have to help out with a few things in the kitchen, like delivering the soup to customers.

[heptagram]

It's alright, sometimes these things come up.

I guess I'll see you later, then.