[The workshop on the first floor has been mostly sorted by now, and Croissant has made sure everything is as organized as possible. Well, there's still that huge contraption in the corner but... she's been putting off disassembling it, honestly. It doesn't feel right to take it apart, somehow, even though it's threatening to fall apart on its own.
Right now, she's standing over the drafting desk with all her drafting tools out, hunched over what looks like some sort of blueprint in progress. The netbook is open on an easel to the side. It takes a few seconds for her to even register her name, but then she jolts to attention, glancing over her shoulder with a smile and waving Dipper in.]
Oh, hey! Come in, come in. I need a break from this, honestly, so what've you got for me?
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Right now, she's standing over the drafting desk with all her drafting tools out, hunched over what looks like some sort of blueprint in progress. The netbook is open on an easel to the side. It takes a few seconds for her to even register her name, but then she jolts to attention, glancing over her shoulder with a smile and waving Dipper in.]
Oh, hey! Come in, come in. I need a break from this, honestly, so what've you got for me?