Marissa continued to have a rather peaceful shift after the incident, despite the occasional catcalls and minor molestations she was still getting over time. One thing odd in particular though was that a single woman kept asking the meek merfolk specifically for every refill and drink she had gotten during this particular shift. As the woman gestured her to sit down, Marissa didn't mind at first, thinking it might just be a tip or some regular conversation. The words the spouted from the woman's mouth though, causing a bright red blush to form on her face. The meek merfolk didn't seem as scared as when the male had asked the same question though. "Can I a-at least get to know you a b-bit first?.." She asked with her usual meek charm. If she was going to be lead int this situation, she at least wanted to know the woman's name for future use.