Kat rested her chin on her knees, arms hugging her knees to her chest as she watched the flow of people from the window alcove she had discovered as Mel smoothly direct clients and employees alike.<br/><br/>Her eyes brightened a bit as a young man strolled in through the door, her gaze lazily taking in his tall frame. The corner of her mouth quirked up a bit as she caught the hint of jewelry beneath his shirt. Not so clean cut as first impression suggested then.<br/><br/>She jumped slightly at Mel's voice, a light flush touching her cheeks as she turned her attention away from the bar area. She gave a cheeky grin and nodded. Uncoiling from her perch, she strolled over and propped her elbows on the desk, rising up on her tiptoes before dropping back down onto her white high heel sandals. Her bright orange skirt floated around her knees as the matching bodice cinched around her narrow waist, pushing her breasts into plump mounds.<br/><br/>"I just wanted to touch base really, see if you needed me to do anything before the day got started. Though I've a question now," she added solemnly, "Is tackling customers as they walk through the door frowned upon here? Because so far, what I've seen have been completely tackle worthy."