“What are you looking to do next?” It was probably a little unprofessional to be eating Oreos and flipping through portfolios and sketchbooks behind the reception desk with a friend, but here Ruby was sitting next to Ramsey on one of the two rolling chairs. The shop was quiet, no one on the books for her, she was mostly just there to answer the phone if it rang, maybe do some drawing away from home, clean up a bit. Which meant she had time for her fellow blonde and her somewhat odd antics. None of that mattered much to her, Ramsey might be kind of a strange one, but she was passionate about what she did and that made her wonderful company. “Back piece would be cool.” Nodding and flipping a page, she tried to find anything that remotely screamed ‘Ramsey’ to her, anything she’d been working on lately that kind of captured her ‘muchness’. @hunter-haller