#Marsha and Doris-- Best friends for life

[staggerinbeauty]

@dimxndsareforever

Marsha had no idea what she walked in to and as Doris spoke, the scene became clear. Marsha had not cooked her own food in years so she could not speak much but the pies looked better than anything she could make.

She took Doris's hands and looked into her big puppy dog eyes. She smiled sweetly like a best friend would.

"Oh I can do more than read your mind. I know what a woman of your stature and beauty needs. Leave the pies and come overcharge a credit card with me. We will shop all of Gotham, eat in nothing less than five star and we will end the day with whatever entertainment your heart desires."

Marsha knew how to treat her friends, her dearest got the best treatment. Just ask Roxxy or Insecta. She loved making her friends happy and bond with them. Doris was one she wanted to bond with and hoped this was how.

She turned Doris's hand over and kissed her knuckle. "Come. Leave this and let us go play. I can have my assistant help you tomorrow. I want to spend time with my Doris. Hang up the apron."

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If dreams truly were meant to come true, then surely this was the moment. Admittedly, Doris couldn't recall the last time she'd gotten to do a girl's night out, nor done any sort of large shopping spree. It felt as though the dame’s wallet was always laced with a coat of thick dust; each time she opened it appeared as though a cloud of dust would puff out of the fibers. It was no wonder why on occasion she'd have things 'accidentally' fall into her pockets at the store. Additionally, the last time she'd taken a break? Oh dear…

Doris was SUCH a devoted partner to Edgar Cizko-- oh AHEM, devoted--Partner in crime, of course! But sometimes she'd find herself so wrapped up in what he was doing, or what she could do to better assist him with his many, many schemes that she'd often lose her time of the day, forgetting to put moments off to the side for herself. Yes, in Doris's eyes he was wonderful-- BUT. She needed some time away from men, she wanted to spend some time with the girls! It was time she put up that apron of her's for the day…

" Goodness me, Marsha! OH-hohohohoo~!!" Doris let out a humbled yet rather elegant fit of laughter before she went to untie the apron she had on, one that'd been stained with flour and other remains left behind from the many pies she'd attempted to bake. " I feel so pampered already... hm.. 'Pampered--' " Her voice trailed off as her gaze seemed to wander along with it

" When's the last time you've gotten your nails done? If you're in due for a manicure, we MUST go to Devine Beauty & Spa '' She'd mentioned before further explaining "-- Last time I was there it was simply just ELEGANT. And the nails lasted. And that means a lot coming from a lady like me. Sometimes my nails split when punching down walls, have you-- But Devine? I think I didn't have to go back in for an entire month!"

[staggerinbeauty]

@dimxndsareforever Marsha walked Doris through the halls of her offices as Doris was curious to see how Marsha made her magic in fashion. She made sure all was perfect for her best friend and even made sure her favorite drinks were on demand.

But Marsha wanted to help get Doris out in the world. She knew she liked to keep inside and assist her beloved Edgar but Marsha wanted to show her there is more to life than cooking and pining for a man. In comes fashion and girl dates.

"I do indeed. You are a retro gal and loves the past decades and colors and I love it. But I want to know what I can pick out and what not so you are comfy when we go out for drinks with the others. Trust me, Doris. Would I ever lead you astray?"

Marsha looked over her shoulder at her friend with a smile of reassurance.

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Doris was always in awe when she was given the opportunity to see where all the magic happened. Marsha was a very talented clothes designer, and there was nothing she made that wasn't eye catching. But it wasn't only that that'd impress her but also her friend's living space.

It was very upkept and classy, and had a lot of space. But what would one expect? It was a big difference though to where Doris would stay... that being a large abandoned warehouse which she would collect nik-naks and design the interior of it to look the best to a house as she could get. It was decent, some things Doris wouldnt and couldnt change like the cemented floors and the brick walls. But it was the best she could do and get, and Doris grown used to it. But it always made for a shock when visiting other people.

Doris perked as she'd realized what Marsha was asking and thought on it for a moment before speaking.

❝ Dresses are always simply elegant. I could always wear those. I am a little nit picky when it comes to pants, just dont like how they feel always. Suppose Im not comfy with that- only sometimes. Perhaps nothing T O O revealing either. Some skin is fine, but you'd never catch my wearing a crop top or short-shorts. At that point I should just wear a bathing suit out in public then. Least thats how it feels. ❞