About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another quiet afternoon in the neighborhood when a delivery driver pulled up to Vernis Sage Nail Bar. He had a package for someone inside, but as he walked through the door, something strange caught his eye. The delivery driver looked around curiously and noticed that everyone seemed absorbed in their work or conversation—nobody else appeared to have seen whatever it was that intrigued him. Smiling to himself, he decided not to disturb anyone and left quickly with his package. Later that evening, while having dinner with neighbors, he mentioned the odd encounter. It turned out one of them worked there and explained that it was just Vernis’s latest prank: she often plays tricks on unsuspecting visitors.
2. At closing time one night, the staff of Vernis Sage Nail Bar heard an odd humming noise coming from the back room. Curious, they peered inside and found only their usual neon sign softly glowing—until they noticed it wasn’t their own. Upon closer inspection, they saw that the sign read ‘Open Now’ in a foreign language. After some headscratching, a delivery driver walked in and translated: 'It’s just another nail bar down the street!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just a mirage caused by fatigue and late-night confusion.
3. A little girl walked into the nail bar, her eyes wide with wonder as she watched the colorful polish being applied. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, pointing at the wall, ‘what’s that funny face doing there?’ The mother smiled and pointed up to a large mural on the wall—a mischievous cat with its tongue sticking out, painted in neon colors. 'That's Vernis,' she said, 'the owner's namesake.' The little girl giggled, thinking it looked like Vernis was having a naughty day. As they left, Vernis waved from behind the counter, winking at the child and whispering, 'See you next week!'
4. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulling up to Vernis Sage Nail Bar noticed something peculiar—a faint, floral scent wafting from inside, though it wasn’t yet opening hours. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old lady with a toothbrush in her hand, diligently painting the nails of a mannequin’s foot. Startled, she turned around and smiled warmly, explaining that she was simply practicing for the grand reopening. The delivery driver left, shaking his head but grinning, while the neighborhood gossip later claimed they’d seen Merlin himself getting a pedicure.