Andrea blushed at Ratte not so subtly asking her out. "I mean... I got time..." She says sheepishly as she gently takes her notepad back. She looked at the number and nodded, smiling. "I uh... I get off at 3. Want to see me at 4?" She asked, putting the notepad away. While Andrea has been approached by many men her time, she always had to gently brush them off with the truth that she preferred women. This was the first time a woman asked her out, so she was caught off guard by all of this. Hopefully it won't lead to disaster like last time. "You can follow me to the front desk."

	Andrea led Ratte through the garage before going up to the front desk, where a cash register and a few waiting chairs sat. She pulled out a clipboard with a form on it, and after pairing it with a pen, she hands it over to Ratte. "Can you fill out this form for me? It's just basic legal stuff, for insurance and liability and whatnot." While the form was innocuous enough, made to protect the consumer and vendor from legal bullshit, it did ask Ratte for her full name and mailing address for legal documentation purposes.