Valentino Red Quotes

I scan the interior. Everyone’s quiet. As their eyes dart across the room, I recognize the fear, but they also look as though they’re waiting for something. Like they’re… curious. Then I spot the object of their curiosity. A red-haired fucking angel. That’s the only way I can describe the woman currently sitting in my fucking chair. The same chair that no one dares to occupy, because they know it’s reserved for me. It’s the best spot in the café. Right next to the fireplace with a view of the whole room. My steps falter. I’m completely captivated by her. Then I remember everyone’s still waiting on me, waiting to see what I’ll do with the girl bold enough to sit herself in my chair. She’s new. I’ve never seen her around here before. I’d remember if I had.

I stir the simmering potion until it turns a bright, gruesome red, the same shade as Ruby Valentino's lips. But it's too bright, too obvious. Then I remember. I reach into the pocket of my dress, past the spool of thread, to the thing I'm looking for. When I pull it out, the leaves are slightly flattened, but it's still intact: the four-leaf clover given to me by the leprechaun in St. Patrick Town. He said it would bring me luck. And I need it now. I drop the green clover into the potion, and within seconds, the color turns a vibrant, grassy green--reminding me of the damp meadow in St. Patrick Town, freshly dewed with rain. The exact shade I need.