"...no, not really. My home just prefers a...more natural look for people. The way you usually do yourself up? People would think you were employed as a clown where I'm from."
He's not meaning to make it sound like an insult; it just is what it is. People really would think she was a clown...or worked for Cirque Du Soliel.
He brings his own journal out, turning it to a fresh page as he lays it on the table.
"I think it works a little differently for each person; whatever makes sense for them. But what you do is essentially make a 'lock', like this," and he'll tap the upper left hand of the page, draw some sort of symbol on the rest of the surface, and end it with a twist of his fingers, like he was turning a deadbolt.
"And that locks it. Depending on what names you include in the code, it'll lock the journal to them, or just to residents in general. Like this one; there's no names, so it'll be locked, but everyone can still see it. Yours looked like this,"
Another series of symbols, followed by her name, and the same twist again.
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He's not meaning to make it sound like an insult; it just is what it is. People really would think she was a clown...or worked for Cirque Du Soliel.
He brings his own journal out, turning it to a fresh page as he lays it on the table.
"I think it works a little differently for each person; whatever makes sense for them. But what you do is essentially make a 'lock', like this," and he'll tap the upper left hand of the page, draw some sort of symbol on the rest of the surface, and end it with a twist of his fingers, like he was turning a deadbolt.
"And that locks it. Depending on what names you include in the code, it'll lock the journal to them, or just to residents in general. Like this one; there's no names, so it'll be locked, but everyone can still see it. Yours looked like this,"
Another series of symbols, followed by her name, and the same twist again.