[color=ed145b]Bonnie[/color] looked up at the gaunt man facing her. She greeted him with a smile, [color=ed145b]"Hello, sir! How can I help you today?"[/color] Her eyes twinkled with genuine friendliness, not just a plastered on customer service smile. She genuinely loved her job and enjoyed helping people find the texts they required.

He retorted in a quiet voice, with a polite smile stretching his lips slightly. [color=3b7264]"Morn'n miss. You can ackshully. It's my daughter's birthday, she's 13. An aspiring necromancer. Very good actually. Do you have anything like that I could get her?"[/color] His slight small transformed into a beam of fatherly pride as he recounted his offspring's talents.

[color=ed145b]Bonnie[/color] grinned back, getting to her feet as she tapped her lip with her index finger.
Once.
Twice.
Thrice.

[color=ed145b]"Think I have just the scroll, love. It's a classic and a good price!"[/color] She bounced on her feet as she spoke. She began rifling through a cabinet on her desk. She was like that long enough for a girl accompanied by her entourage of statues to enter the shop. And also long enough for her to stumble over a huge stack of books.

The crashing brought her out of the deep concentration she was in. She looked up, gazing upon the poor young woman coming crashing down. She rushed over, trying to help her up as yet another being walked in and began helping her. 5 entities and herself now occupied the small shop, it was beginning to get busy! And she'd only been open a couple of minutes.

She busied herself picking the books back up as she sang out, [color=ed145b]"Are you alright my lovely? I am [b]so[/b] sorry about that dear. It's alright, really. Happens to the best of us."[/color] The three quickly finished stacking the towering pile of books and an ornate scroll case caught her eye, just behind the offending pile. [color=ed145b]"Be right with you."[/color] She uttered to the new entries into the shop as she snatched the case off the shelf and rushed back to the desk. 

She handed the man the decorated case. He felt it, switching it between his palms, taking the ream of paper out of the leather tube. The papyrus was thin and yellowed, the calligraphy a rich dark brown, almost black. The atmosphere of ancient knowledge almost radiated off of the text. He looked back up at her, [color=3b7264]"Yeahh, I this'll do jus' right. She'll be well pleased. 'Ow much?"[/color]

[color=ed145b]Bonnie[/color] beamed back, [color=ed145b]"Hmm, normally I'd ask 70 silvers, but I'm one to support aspiring magicians. You can have it for 50. Cash or card?"[/color] The man happily pulled out his wallet, pulling out 5 notes. She processed them through the vintage till the ding sounded throughout the shop as the cash draw shot out. The tall man returned the scroll to its case and left the shop with a jaunty step out into the pleasant afternoon.

She turned round to the quartet of new entries to the shop. Looking at the luggage in the pair of goliaths' great hands she looked at the small girl and brightly began, [color=ed145b]"Hello! I'm guessing you're one of my new tenants! I'm Bonnie. Cunningham. I'll show you round the place in just a moment. The ground floor is the shop. This shop."[/color] Lastly she looked at the other being, a harpy from what she could tell, [color=ed145b]"Are you a tenant as well, or looking to buy something?"[/color]
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