Well, he hadn't tried to pat her on the head. That put him on a good start for being an unknown man. Good job!

She slipped into the shop, lingering at the small entrance for a moment. She'd heard him, but that ever passive gaze of hers was slowly sweeping the shop. There were a lot of emotions happening behind that carefully placed mask, a lot of energy being devoted to keeping her face perfectly still as she looked around. There was a tickle at the back of her throat. Vianca pretended it was the cookie.

"I do not recall there being a second Vianca."