+1 Client
slack-ass started following you
She heard the bell ring on the door. It had been a while since it had rang and not revealed a drunken homeless man or somebody coming in to tell her she was a horrible satanist or phony. This young girl didn't look at all like either of those two scenarios, and so maybe she needed something...or wanted to know more. There was a sign on the front that told people to feel free to ask questions, only in slightly smaller font than the "JAKARTA PARANORMAL"
"Hey there!" She said, lifting herself up from the desk that sat oddly in the middle of the room. "Can I help you with something?" she questioned as she began to approach the stranger, straightening her dark red tie as she did so. She hated how tight it all felt, but wearing an extra large sweat shirt during business hours...wouldn't keep the business around for long.