She was dressed down in jeans and a t-shirt; good enough for serving customers and for working on her more custom orders. If she noticed the red face, or thought the gloves and hat were odd wear for summer in the city, she kept her comments to herself.
"Mr. Molyneux." She put aside her invoices, greeting him with a nod. "That's understandable, your son mentioned you've been having some trouble around your job site. What can I help you with?"
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"Mr. Molyneux." She put aside her invoices, greeting him with a nod. "That's understandable, your son mentioned you've been having some trouble around your job site. What can I help you with?"