OOC: Sorry.<br/><br/>She looked up from where she was finishing off writing in a book, and waved back, closing the ledger and sliding it away under a counter. The big glass window had several female dummies, both human and anthro, modelling various frilly things. They were lit only by the street lights and the light over the counter.<br/><br/>Fiana walked out from behind the counter, still wearing a conservative business dress and blouse, and headed for the door. As she reached it, the light went off, and there was the muffled bleeping of a security alarm being set. She stepped outside and locked the doors as metal grid shutters slid down over the plate glass.<br/><br/>She strode straight up to the wolf and gave him a hug. "Hiya, tall white and tasty, how's tricks?"