She is lost in the eyes of the one before her.  The rain's movements along his brow and hair only sealing her capture by him.  She notices not the other man.  How did such an odd creature enter the store without her notice?  That bell is most annoying when someone enters.  Still she is rather tired and the work has been much.  So as far as she knows there is only those blue eyes framed by that inky hair with a bit of movement by the rain.  And a voice that caresses her ears from the boyish charm.