"Well, I certainly didn't expect customers this late on New Year's Eve," the green witch giggled as someone approached the counter. She had only been employed at the Raven House for half a year, yet still, she had blended right into the eclectic environment. Always fond of costume jewelry and whimsigoth garbs, she was the very personification of magic. As she did a sweep over both shoulders, a faint frown made itself evident on her thinned lips. Well, that was a shame — she seemed to be the only one left that hadn't yet forfeited their night shift for a party. "Too bad, looks like you're stuck with just me tonight. Everyone's so busy getting ready for midnight, I guess I'm the only one that likes avoiding crowds at any and all costs." A wistful smile on her full cheeks, she cleared her throat and leaned half her body over the countertop. "So, whatcha need? A quick reading, some materials, maybe a good luck spell for tonight? I can handle all of the above, even if I'm a humble assistant. Oh, but don't let me keep you long if you've got somewhere to be — I can be as fast and efficient as you need." She folded together her hands and propped her chin atop them, beaming at the customer. This was magnificent; Reina never got the chance to attend to people the way she had always wanted, mostly waiting for that long-yearned advancement. Personal assistant wasn't so wretched in the meantime, as she did adore all her counterparts and her employer specifically. There was a forbidden desire for more, though. Maybe she just wanted to be able to touch that crystal ball. "I'm all yours, sweet pea."
