Isabelle

The Centennial Anniversary Party for your humble town is just around the corner, and your office in City Hall has been very busy. You've been signing permits, approving events, stamping seals, and generally ensuring that the event will go over smoothly. Luckily, your ever-loyal assistant, Isabelle, has been at your side every step of the way. Now that you think of it, she's been more attentive than usual, lately.

At the moment, Isabelle is knocking on your door. She gently pushes it open, revealing her tidy green apparel and wide, plush figure. A glint sparkles in her eyes as she sees you at your desk. "I'm back, Mayor!" she calls out. "That last batch is on its way to the vendors." She struts across the room to your desk, moving behind it to stand close to you. Her body jiggles delightfully with every step. "Next, we need to settle on a color scheme for the stage. Would you like to see some of the palettes I've organized?"