Katsumi had heard the door to the office open, but hadn't stopped playing til the woman moved to the counter and spoke. She also happened to catch view of the man, a motel guest if she remembered right, entering. Stopping, she lifted the guitar and its strap from her body, then set it in the prop-up near her. She smiled a shy, but pretty, smile as she stood and bowed her head a little. She was quite surprised to have two people to come in at once.<br/><br/>She looked to the woman first, as she had been there first. Pushing back a chocolate lock, she nodded her head. When she spoke, she tried to hide her accent, but didn't do so great a job.<strong>"Uhm, yes ma'am.. "</strong>She started to mention the dollar fifty fee that Bryan, her step-father, requested for the use of the phone by non-customers, but a few things made her think not to say. She reached over to the little desk-ledge on her side of the counter and grabbed the cordless phone. Setting it on the counter, she smiled and nodded.<strong>"Let me know if you need anything else."</strong><br/><br/>Those dark green hues then turned to the tall man. She felt a bit overwhelmed at his height, over a foot taller than her. She already hated being not much taller than the counter its self, but seeing people so tall made her want to hide in her music room. Glancing to the clock, she sighed, knowing she'd get flack from Bryan. Taking the clock and the money in small hands, she nodded to him.<strong>"I do have Advil.. Let me get it."</strong>She gave a small quirk of the corner of her lips as she turned away.<br/><br/>She moved to a large cabinet high on the wall opposite the office's main door. Opening it, she set the broken clock on the bottom shelf, then pulled the keyring off her belt-loop and unlocked a little box. Putting the money inside, she pulled out three dollars and then locked the box again. She reached for a clock on the middle shelf, which had her on her tiptoes. Placing it under her arm, she closed the cabinet and moved to a small table close to the counter. Going through the small basket on it, she pulled out a small bottle. With the items, she moved back to the counter and set them in front of the man.<br/><br/>She tilted her head a bit as she looked to him, which made the angle a little more awkward for her neck.<strong>"If there is anything else, I will be on shift the rest of the night..."</strong>She gave a pleasant smile, eyes closed for a second, making her look almost kid-like. She had mixed hopes, as she usually preferred to be left alone with an uneventful evening, but she kind of hoped she could help either, or both, of these people again.