Having become more involved with his tidying than he'd intended, he almost missed the entrance of a new customer.  He hung his sales vid-pad from its hook on his belt, seeing a redheaded elven woman stride past, in an outfit that had to have been painted on her.  He admired the way it showed off every curve of her, and gave her the once-over before clearing his throat lightly.<br/>He responded, "I am Adammair, how may I help you, Miss...?"<br/>"we have some wonderful attire that you might be interested in.  Something in red to complement your lovely hair, of course."  His gaze settled on her tight bottom for a long moment, before returning upward, where it probably belonged.  He hoped she hadn't noticed, but what the hell.  He so badly wanted to see her out of that outfit, he chuckled inwardly, knowing that his vid-pad was linked into the cameras in all his changing rooms.<br/>He strode over to a rack and began to pull out a few items for her, as he waited to find out what this was all about.