I'm in the kitchen, eating a sandwich when the door opens and I have enough time to finish the bite I took before I hear them call out, Hello? It's not a voice I recognize, but now that winter is almost over we're getting more visitors.

I come out to find a man with shaggy hair, standing by the reception desk. He's digging through his pockets and hasn't seen me yet so I deliberately make more noise with my boots than I would normally as I head over to him, professional smile in place. "Hi! Welcome to I Dyed for Beauty Salon and Body Modification Studio. How can I help you?"