So much of the time when Serafina was tending shop, she was in the back storeroom with only an ear to the out front. It was why she enjoyed when Billy kept the front of house. She was then free to putter about and lose herself in the theorems of the universe. He was also well-versed and keen to chat, especially about magic. Time passed quickly when they both were engaged in a topic.
For the times Billy wasn’t there, luckily a bell filled in for him. It chimed whenever the front door opened or closed and as long as Serafina wasn’t too immersed in her studies, she could slip out without too much disruption to her work. If it was important and the bell hadn’t roused her, the customer would catch her with a questioning, hello? Maybe not the forefront of customer service, but it hadn’t let her down yet.
This time, she heard the bell. Serafina emerged through the beaded curtain that hung from the doorframe, one hand sweeping aside the cascade of noise as she came into the storefront. With a pleasant smile, she took a measured step forward. It was enough to place her at the counter, and she folded her hands on the cool glass top.
“Welcome to Spiritum. Please let me know if there is anything I can help you with.” She announced to the room, her accented English placed her from distant shores. With little motion to her, she listened for a sound to know where to face.