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Willow's father kept himself on a busy and rather strict schedule. She swore he would spontaneously combust if he dared to rest for anything outside of sleeping and eating! He seemed determined to keep his daughter on the same restrictions, but that was easier said than done. He was simply too busy to keep track of her all the time, and she took advantage of that fact to the fullest!

Her small wagon was packed from the supply run, so surely she had earned herself a break! And if he asked, then she could say it was research! Teas had medicinal benefits just as much as they allowed for a pleasant drinking experience. She tied the wagon so that no one would simply wheel it away and headed inside. When she entered the tea shop, Willow sighed with relief and smiled to the only other person apparently inside. "Hello. Do you work here?" she asked cheerfully.

Having her question answered with another question made Willow narrow her eyes in a playfully suspicious manner. "Suppose? Are you just deciding you work here because I asked?" A little smirk made her lips twitch. The elusive answer was certainly interesting. Was she already about to get more than just a cup of tea? She made a point of looking around again and dramatically raised her hands as though she was giving in. "It looks like my options are limited," she said with a heavy sigh. "As such, I'm just taking a break from work. Perhaps something light to drink to give me a boost for the rest of the work day?"

The lack of answer might have annoyed anyone more serious. Willow just found it intriguing. She wasn't used to anyone being so playfully elusive when it came to a possible sale! Was this really an employee? She knew the woman wasn't the owner, but employees came and went. She wasn't there often enough to know their faces. "Well then, let's see what you can do." She tapped a full lip with an amused smile. "I'm on my break with plenty of work left later, so I'd like to relax without getting sleepy. I do like those strong herbal teas. Lots of flavor in them."

Willow leaned her hip against one of the tables as she watched the other work out a tea plan. Working might be dull on occasion, but she couldn't deny that watching others work was fun. People got this look on their face when they were fully focused on a task, and it was an adorable expression to see. "It already smells good," she observed after giving the collection a sniff. That was certainly going to be flavorful!

As Lutana climbed, Willow was about to make a playful comment on her bravery. Instead, she gasped and hurried to try grabbing the ladder. She didn't make it in time to stop the cup from falling, but she held the ladder more stable until Lutana got back to the ground. "Me? Oh, goodness! Are you alright? That was a close call. I have first aid supplies if you need." A stinging on her foot made her look down. Blood was running along the top of her right foot from a thin, shallow cut.

She clicked her tongue dismissively and shook her head. That could wait.

"Your employer should make a better point of making certain their equipment is in proper condition," she replied with pressed lips as she glared at the shaky ladder. Her attention turned back to her little injury. With a sigh, she leaned back just enough to watch what the other was doing. Her eyes widened with interest as the warmth spread and the wound healed. "Well, would you look at that." Her surprise turned into a smile. "Thanks."

It was too bad the cup couldn't be saved so easily. "I wouldn't mind that at all. Following the sweeping with a wet rag would be best to get the tiny shards, too. I've broken enough glasses in my time. It sure gets everywhere."

Willow hummed to herself and shrugged. "Perhaps this will at least prompt a look over of any other equipment here." Her seriousness fell away to a more playful smirk. "If anyone gets mad about the cup, you tell me and I'll come give them what for! Can't see anyone being mad for an accident like this, but you never know."

Her smile grew as introductions finally came into play and grabbed up the broom. "It is a pleasure, Lutana. I'm Willow." She carefully started sweeping up the mess, sweeping up as much of the floor as she could see.

"'Messy' is one way to put it," she agreed with a chuckle. "It will take more than a little mess to scare me off. Though, I agree that refraining from breaking more cups in the future might be for the better." She swept up the final bits and put the broom back where she had seen Lutana fetch it from. "The real deciding factor will be that tea you've blended up there. The future hangs in the balance of your concoction there." Willow slipped over to the nearest table to settle in and watch the process. She'd gotten a little more than she had expected by coming in here, but that wasn't always a bad thing!