[Looking pretty might be one of the unspoken prerequisites for working here, but it was more than that which had Eugene wondering who the guy behind that counter was. Peering in through the front glass, he knocked, brows furrowed and looking at least a little sheepish. Best way to get attention instead of banging on the door and looking demanding.]
Hullo?
[Turning back and going home wasn't on his agenda for the day, even if this place was locked up tight. When walking took time and inclination after so long being without that mobility, he might even look a little winded. But, with a small bag of supplies and stirring and a few baked goodies, he was set for waiting out a little idle time in the shop.
So he really hoped that he was noticed by the dozing guy on the counter. And also hoped he wouldn't have to chuck this guy out for being a transient. But then again-- there was something familiar about him, but he couldn't recognize him at this distance.]
[Action, May 30th]
Hullo?
[Turning back and going home wasn't on his agenda for the day, even if this place was locked up tight. When walking took time and inclination after so long being without that mobility, he might even look a little winded. But, with a small bag of supplies and stirring and a few baked goodies, he was set for waiting out a little idle time in the shop.
So he really hoped that he was noticed by the dozing guy on the counter. And also hoped he wouldn't have to chuck this guy out for being a transient. But then again-- there was something familiar about him, but he couldn't recognize him at this distance.]