"So, you are a..." The attendant looks up again at the spot where the Gecko had been. he leans forwards and pushes his face into your gut, your scales having perfect mimicry of her surroundings. "Invisible. Gecko..." He trails off before looking up at you. "I thought that was Chameleons."
You shake your finger as you reply, "No no. That's geckos. Chameleon's do things based on the weather or mood. Anyways... I'm going to be moving on. I don't need any silly Clothing..."
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