Thankfully there was a bell over the doorway to signal the arrival of a new customer- this had been installed for Ginger's and her mother's benefit, of course, not Lavender's. Ginger- covertly (she hoped) rubbing the bleariness from her eyes- sat up straighter and looked toward the doorway, offering the newcomer a cheerful smile. "Hello," she nodded. "How can I help you?"