[center][h1][b][i][color=fff79a]Sunie Marks[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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	Sunie swept the various calamities on the the ground and dumped into the trash what wasn't needed and the rest was sorted out and placed back into the container bins that were around the shop. Sighing she grabbed a damp rag and began to wipe down the steel tables and so forth. She wanted to things to be in order but the more she cleaned the more she realized that her sisters, at least Lola, had not been doing their daily up keep chores on the shop. The level of dust on the top of the door jams made her cringe. Dirty rag after dirty rag was tossed into the wash bin for later before grabbing another. 

	Her ears kept listening to the news, a heat wave was coming. Oh joy, that meant the shop was going to be blistering hot. Didn't matter how much cool air was pumped in, it was not enough to deal with a hearth and a heat wave. Making a few notes she would shift the shops hours to night. Something she did from time to time, especially in the summer. Helped cut down on costs over all and kept her from getting heat stroke when she was working. 

	Getting down on her hands and knees she went for a final sweep of the shop, to clear out whatever was under the tables and benches. Looking under them she rolled her eyes, it obviously had not been done in sometime. It was supposed to be tackled weekly but right then it look like the under the couch syndrome of some first time away from home young adult. One of those things that needs to be cleaned but since mom had done it for you your whole life you just didn't think about. (Like cleaning out the fridge fully.)

	Scrap and paper after scrap and paper she pulled out and sorted it. Receipts here, wrappers there, and so forth. Just as she thought she had gotten everything she found one more piece of paper wedged behind one of the legs of the main work bench. Reaching she grabbed it and nearly just tossed it. Wanting to just be done with the thing and figuring if it had been under there as long as the dust on it was telling her that it wasn't important. But Sunie was in OCD mode and rolled back onto her read end, sitting on the floor as she unfolded it to see what it was.