Karina
Mike was sitting on his chair behind the counter, casually waiting for someone to walk inside the cafe again, so he could serve them. He was looking out the window at the pretty sky, the weather was slightly cloudy and the sun was shining. "I should go outside after I'm done here." He said to himself, standing up from his chair as he saw someone walking in front of the cafe, hoping they would take the turn to come inside for a hot drink.
Rachel
Taura Adzumi was in a bit of a rough patch when she saw the flyer. She was always one to be hard on herself. She wasn't the only one. It was the way she was raised...

And at the moment, she needed a new job. Specifically one in customer service. And a café so near her home was theoretically perfect. She just needed to ask...

Taura stepped into the café shyly, her high heels loud against the floor.
"Good afternoon! I'm not a customer- I'm actually here regarding the job?"
The young woman was dressed professionally, with a buttondown, blazer, almost-distractingly-short skirt, and thigh-length, sheer stockings. Like a Halloween version of an office lady, complete with flawless skin and hair. She was clutching a purse, lips parting as she fluttered her lashes at the... M... W... Person of indefinite gender.
Karina
Mike softly smiled at Taura coming in. He was far from the professional outfit of hers, instead wearing a comfortable shirt and a pair of shorts. He looked quite surprised and happy as she said she said she was looking for a job, and he walked around the counter to her, gently giving her a hug to embrace her before pulling back and softly saying "Looking to work at my cafe, huh? My name's Mike." He introduced himself. "I've been looking for ages now! It's a pleasure to meet you, your name is?"
Rachel
Taura went rigid as her potential employer... Hugged her. She was not expecting- well no matter! That must've meant that- he-? Was pleased with her. Good!

Though it took her a moment to regain composure, she blinked, absorbing his question. "My name is Taura Adzumi. Do you need a resume, or..?" She asked with a polite smile. Her makeup really was flawless. Like an Instagram filter.
Karina
He softly giggled as he waited for her to regain composure and respond, softly smiling at her once more and shrugging slightly. "If you have one, I would like it, but it's not that important for me." He softly explained, fidgeting a little with his fingers. "Do you have one?"
Rachel
"Yes, I do!" Taura turned to pull a fancy-looking folder from her purse, handing it to Mike promptly. "I hope it is satisfactory."

If he gave it a look, Mike would find five years of work experience at "The Adzumi Group." As a secretary and accountant. It said she was nineteen, but five years of work... Then again, the company shared her name. A family business? Her English was very good, though she did have an accent, so she was likely not a native to this country. Maybe it was a business from her old country?

She would wait for Mike to peruse her resume, smiling expectantly.
Karina
He looked through the resume, slightly confused and unsure about her work experience, but he didn't think too much of it. What it told him was that she never worked a job like this. He looked up at her and handed her back the resume, softly saying "Well I'm not sure why you'd pursue a job like this, but I definitely don't mind. Though I'll have to ask you a few questions. Would you like to sit down for them?" He calmly asked her, gently pulling one of the chairs out from the table besides them for her to sit on, If she accepted.
Rachel
"Of course!" Taura took a seat quickly, smoothing out her skirt as she did. "Please, ask away."

At the least, she was pretty enough to attract customers, or so she thought. Besides, she was willing to work unpaid overtime and manage the accounting as well. She could be perfectly useful! She... Needed to be.
Karina
Mike sat down at the other side of the table, thinking for a short while before softly asking: "What would you do, if one of our customers asked you to chat with them?" He laid back a little on the chair, fixing up his hair a little and looking at her with a soft smile as he awaited her response.
Rachel
"... I would happily talk about whatever they liked, so long as this wouldn't lead to other duties being neglected. Is that correct..?" Taura leaned foreword a bit, growing nervous. She was being quizzed... Surely... Still, she kept a polite smile on her delicate face.
Karina
Mike gave her a soft nod, chuckling a little before saying: "As long as there's no other customer coming in, definitely go talk to them!" He then gently leaned forward as well and asked "Do you have any... Special skills that weren't mentioned in your resume?" He looked into her eyes with a warm smile. He had a pretty good impression of her so far.
Rachel
Ah! She knew what to do here!

Taura glanced up as if pondering something before looking back to Mike, reaching her arms forward a bit so they pressed her assets together. "I'd say that I'm... Eager to please..?" She spoke more softly than before, her silky black hair pooling over her shoulders, framing a pale face. "I think I'm... Willing to work very hard." Her voice was now low and laced with a seductive air, just like her body language. Hopefully it worked.
Karina
He softly blushed as she pressed her assets together like that, it wasn't exactly what he had in mind, but he did like it. "O-Oh, well... That's definitely good..." He composed himself a little and then responded, trying to sound a little seductive as well. "Could you maybe... Specify, how hard you'd be willing to work?" He raised and eyebrows slightly, talking a bit lower as well in response.
Rachel
"Hm? I've always thought that such things were best left to the imagination..." Taura trailed off, straightening herself out and adjusting her hair. "At least, why don't we finalize things in regards to my employment?" Her voice had returned to its normal, bell-like quality, her smile innocent.

She had been a bit worried that he wouldn't swing her way, but clearly that wouldn't be an issue. He seemed easy to handle.
Karina
He slightly smiled as she said that and he softly nodded to her suggestion. "Very well." He said, returning to his normal voice as well, looking more casual like before. "How often would you be able to work, then?"
Rachel
Taura looked confused at his question, tilting her head. "Um... All the time..? I don't... As much as you need me to?"

She genuinely didn't understand the question. Was she supposed to... Have time when she wasn't working? Strange... Maybe a European thing?
Karina
He looked slightly confused at Taura's confusion for a second, but then he remembered what he read about working in Japan once. He softly smiled at her "Well I don't want you to spend your entire day working here, you know. We don't really do that here. You should have some time for yourself too. Would 7 hours a day be good for you?"
Rachel
"Seven... Yes, of course. And I wouldn't mind overtime at all!" How else would she spend her time? Surely it would be fruitless. She seemed so... Fragile. Her face, her mannerisms, her short stature, it all made her look like a doll, if tense. Maybe how tense she seemed added to the effect.