Chrissa was shocked.
"Oh my g--Ma'ai!" She was as red as the roses she used to use in her arrangements.
"I mean, uh, Mr. Narkissos! I can't believe it!" She glanced at Anuriel, then coughed awkwardly.
"Um, uh, let me just get the fruit for my boss, okay? And--oh! Right, sorry--um, what can I get started for you? If miss Anuriel says it's okay, I could take my break a little early if, you know, you wanted me to stay and chat for a bit..." She glanced at Anuriel.