[To Diva's credit she stands quite still as Solomon fastens the necklace, but she's more or less exuding pent up excitement as she does stay put. It's only when he's finished that she rushes off to try and find something reflective, choosing one of the metal serving trays (that is empty of objects, thankfully) to use as a makeshift mirror.
Lifting it in front of her face she coos, fingers from her free hand reaching up to touch the gem around her neck. She really does love it.
Letting go of the tray, the object clattering on the ground, she moves back to Solomon's side, only to scoop up each of his hands within her own, giving them a small squeeze.]
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Lifting it in front of her face she coos, fingers from her free hand reaching up to touch the gem around her neck. She really does love it.
Letting go of the tray, the object clattering on the ground, she moves back to Solomon's side, only to scoop up each of his hands within her own, giving them a small squeeze.]
Thank you!
[What's this? Manners?]