IC CONTACT

[fortuneglass]

✆CHANNEL

FREQUENCY: 108.75327
DESCRIPTION: While Carly tends to try and answer her radio the minute it's buzzed, it can occasionally be ignored by way of an unfortunate burial within the fabric she's working on. Oops.

✉MAIL BOX

LOCATION: Mail Pouch hanging under the trailer awning
DESCRIPTION: Carly made a cute little pouch just for her letters! If you don't use it, she'll never forgive you! ...Or she will, but she'll give you a stern warning, even after the 12th time or so.

Comments

[fortuneglass]

Yeah....yeah that's true a lot of the time... [Not all. You don't go through this many dimensions and still say 'all'. As it is, by the time she's done muttering, Lambert is pulling his tunic off-the woman hurriedly breaks into stammering and stuttering, turning around with a slight yelp as she covers her eyes. No stone dicks either, NOT TODAY, LAMBERT-] H-HEEIIHHHHH!!

S-Some warning!! I get that you're covered in rocks, but it's still stripping!!

[whattaprick]

It's nothing you haven't seen before! [ Well -- sort of. He did run around in little enough in Alola to let an overactive imagination fill some of the gaps in. He's snickering, though, which means he's almost certainly partly doing this to rile Carly up, but all right, now ... time for the moment of truth, here.

... uh. ] So, where do I start?

[insidescoop]

Th-That isn't any way to put things, you know!! Just because you've seen something doesn't mean you want to see it again! [wait, that came out wrong- uh-]

First, put the kimono robe on, and fold it over with the right side on the top.