Marisol turned herself towards the door. New arrival? Most likely- she was expecting quite a few. She called out "Un Momento!" As she took off her apron and lay it over a chair - not wanting to look like a maid or something. headed to the door, she didn't bother to take her hair out of a bun as she opened the door, gazing at Mitchell with a smile "Buenos tardes, senor. Are you just released?" She greeted as pleasantly as she could muster after cleaning for like a straight hour and a half