▬ reυɴιтed.
"Eck! It reeks in here!" The female boomed in greeting as soon as she walks in past the doorway of the nearby tattoo shop. The smell was.. aggressive but sterile, way different from the smell of grease and oil that she was used to. Thinking about it, maybe it should have been the other way around, but correcting babbles wasn't really on Riza's priority list at moment.
Her eyes slightly wandered around to observe the designs and photos of inked bodies displayed across the room. The place was just a few blocks away from her garage but it was first time in the place. Fortunately, it was also easy enough to break the unfamiliarity once she knew who owned the shop. Anyway, she never actually intended to come until she was sent a task by the higher up. Well-- the news of actually knowing someone nearby was a bonus.
A knowing smile appeared on her thin lips upon seeing the familiar face behind the counter. "You've grown," she comments, leaning both arms on the surface to watch him closer. "Whoa, it has been a long time, sir!" Not sure if to call him with his real name or not, she chose to leave it that way. "It's me, Riza, remember?"
"And oh!" But of course with the pleasant surprise with the sudden reunion, she can't just skip what she was really there for, "Three bags please."
