Mike glanced at his watch as the first girl came strolling up. Shelly he thought her name was. What he did remember was the classic blonde bombshell look she had. Exactly the kind of girl who'd bring in the customers. "Close enough," he replied. "Just waiting on our first customer. If you need to get changed," he gestured towards the back of the office, "Just grab a locker and there's a ah shade, thing to get changed behind. Got a bikini on you?" He had thought of that but rather than spend his money on a real changing room he settled on a shower head hooked up to the spigot against the back wall of the office outside and a stand up curtain to wall off a space for the employees to get changed in. So long as the girl's didn't complain too much he wouldn't have to change it.<br/><br/>"There's sunscreen behind the counter here, unless you don't burn put some on. Don't need you girls calling in sick because you're red as a lobster.” Unlike the soap for the carwash he hadn’t watered down the sunscreen.