[The boy does glance over at the brothers with some mild concern on his face as they converse but doesn't interrupt. He busies himself by cleaning behind the counter and looking through the books of the sales of the day so far.
And in good time the artist does return and it's all at once what one would imagine of her and not.
A tall woman with an afro pushes the door open with her shoulder. Right now her facial features are somewhat obscured because she has a croissant in her mouth and she's wearing large, round, tinted glasses. Her blouse and slacks are simple, but fashionable, accented by the rings on her fingers and the two gold pendants around her neck.
With one hand holding a tumbler full of iced cold brew coffee and the other, a large canvas bag, the owner amazingly gets the rest of the pastry into her mouth, and while chewing she calls to her attendant who is quickly moving over to her.]
Emil, I'm back! Put my things away before we have any more... Oh!
[She notices the brothers and tilts her glasses down her nose. Her dark eyes perk up and the smile lights up her face and despite the crumbs on the corner of her lips, it doesn't detract from her finer features.]
Hello there! Have you been helped? Oh, don't answer that of course you have, Emil is a good little helper.
[Emil, is already removing the canvas bag and tumbler from the woman's hands accustomed to this human-shaped flurry.]
"They're just browsing Miss. I did tell them you'd be coming back. Oh, and..."
[He moves closer so that he can whisper in her ear, like a child telling an important secret- disclosing certain details he's overheard. She smiles and thanks the boy patting him on the head. He's pleased and exits to the back room so she can turn her attention to the two men.]
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And in good time the artist does return and it's all at once what one would imagine of her and not.
A tall woman with an afro pushes the door open with her shoulder. Right now her facial features are somewhat obscured because she has a croissant in her mouth and she's wearing large, round, tinted glasses. Her blouse and slacks are simple, but fashionable, accented by the rings on her fingers and the two gold pendants around her neck.
With one hand holding a tumbler full of iced cold brew coffee and the other, a large canvas bag, the owner amazingly gets the rest of the pastry into her mouth, and while chewing she calls to her attendant who is quickly moving over to her.]
Emil, I'm back! Put my things away before we have any more... Oh!
[She notices the brothers and tilts her glasses down her nose. Her dark eyes perk up and the smile lights up her face and despite the crumbs on the corner of her lips, it doesn't detract from her finer features.]
Hello there! Have you been helped? Oh, don't answer that of course you have, Emil is a good little helper.
[Emil, is already removing the canvas bag and tumbler from the woman's hands accustomed to this human-shaped flurry.]
"They're just browsing Miss. I did tell them you'd be coming back. Oh, and..."
[He moves closer so that he can whisper in her ear, like a child telling an important secret- disclosing certain details he's overheard. She smiles and thanks the boy patting him on the head. He's pleased and exits to the back room so she can turn her attention to the two men.]
Now then! [She claps her hands together.]
Does anything catch your eye?