"Welcome, Young Miss Henrietta~!"
As soon as she entered, the man at the counter rushed to greet her, pasting the best smile he could muster on his face. He rubbed his hands together, almost as if trying to erase all his fingerprints at once—with a familiar diamond-encrusted golden ring glowing on his index finger.
"Would you like the usu—"
Before he could finish, however, the redhead cut him off. "Where's Uriel? Call her for me."
"W-Well..." The man's smile twitched, frozen in place. But knowing the explosive temper of the woman before him, he dared not push her buttons. "I... I'll call for her now. Please wait a moment..."
As if running for his life, he dashed behind the counter and into the "staff-only" area. Henrietta, left with nothing to do while waiting, leaned back against the wall, arms crossed beneath her bountiful chest.
"..."
