"Aaah, well." Roxas' head turns and he stares at one of the cameras in the corner. A shake of his head, manager was probably taking a smoke break about now. He pushes on the movable wood and slides in behind the counter. "The person I keep mentioning is as good as meat left in the sun for a week after its expiration date." He reaches out to hold the end of the scarf and scan the tag. "Nobody gets fired, they just quit... Nothing's wrong with the clothes just the service."
Just the service, you say? If you were well aware of this place's terrible service, then why would you choose to work here? That, and... if there are no particular employees who make the service terrible, would it be the manager, then? [ He raised an eyebrow, and tucked his hands in his pockets. ]
