(I think I’ll actually go the black and white butterfly ones)
Kalin hums, “You sit over there and I’ll show you when I’m done, okay?” He grins and pushes him towards a chair before walking over to his friend, “Cecilia, ha pasado un poco. ¿Cómo estás? Quiero algo un poco diferente esta vez, ¿puedes hacer esto?” He lifts his phone showing a picture to a woman about mid-thirties. He grins at her, hugging her.
“¡Pfff, claro que puedo! Siéntate y me pondré a trabajar.”
Kalin sits down, holding his hands out and closing his eyes. He converse smoothly with her as she gets to work, removing the soft pink nails from last time and cleaning his hands. She then gets colors and paints out, starting to do the new nails.