Before you stands an idle box. Though the inside is dusty, the deactivated figure is well kept and so lifelike you would swear it was simply asleep. A floppy cap sits askew on its white-covered face, the brightness of its outfit seeming to shine compared to the grey knickknacks that adorn its small habitat. Around its mouth the paint has cracked a bit, the only sign of use to be seen. A NICKEL in your pocket will get you something, though the sign doesn't say what. A small WOMAN stands polishing the side of the box, smiling pleasantly as she goes about her work. She is as oddly painted as the box seems to be; if she weren't moving about, you would almost swear she was a life-sized doll. The carnival attire would almost be out of place if it weren't for your knowledge of what lies beyond the northern doors. This place has always had a bit of a reputation for being weird; the actor before you is probably the most normal of the bunch. You aren't sure if it's one giant circus or it actually succeeds at being a mall. It's one STRANGE PLACE. Either way, you have a few options before you.
Athelaro says Looks around, confused at what is going on. And whether someone heard him. "That's a secret stupid puppet." Mumbles, while her cheeks heat up. Hesitates, glances around again, then puts in another nickel.