Volex dutifully wrote down the young woman's name.<b>" I...l...t...i..o..n...Got it. You've got yourself a reservation now."</b>He brought his head up and drew it back as he saw Emilia leaning over the counter. He was taken aback, not at her cleavage but at her enthusiasm.<b>"Calm down now miss. No no, you don't have to pay anything right now. Just pay the total sum whenever you come to pick you're pet up, that's all."</b><br/><br/>There was a light jingling from behind him. He turned slightly with a small smile. The jingling was coming from behind one of two doors behind the counter. He opened the door further on the right inwards and crouched down.<b>"Now...what are you doing up this late....you usually are up earlier than this..."</b>As he rose to his feet again he had a small beagle under his left arm, it's front right leg wasn't normal. A constructed arm, that looked like it was made from brass tubing, cogs, pistons and plate covering in it's place.<br/><br/><b>"Now say hi to the customer who sounds like a mouse and get back up to the apartment..."</b>his voice was slightly tired, and less annoyed. The beagle barked happily, its tail waging, but when Volex placed it back down on the ground it merely curled up by his feet and went back to bed. Volex laughed as he 'kicked' his dog aside and pulled the door closed once more.<br/><br/><b>"Sorry about that miss. Sometimes he likes to come down from my room. Do you have any other questions, you're causing quite the line up in front of my shop."</b>he gestured to the strange golem in the back and another random passerby who probably wanted nothing more than to look around before leaving.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>