Up and down Briareos' arms were tentacle like designs. All the tattoos on his body were extensions of himself. They represented the limbs he'd lost over time. He'd become so focused that he hadn't realized his hand had started to go numb. When he made another mistake he paused and stepped back. "Need a break." For some reason his hand was not as steady as usual, almost as if it wanted to break loose and grow a new limb. He stood up, taking off his latex gloves and tossing them into the trash as he went into the back room. He needed a moment to himself before he came back out.
It was about then that Digger came into the store, the bell ringing inside to alert that someone new was there. He saw Alice by herself and he looked up from his phone to snap a picture. "Is it done?" he asked looking around the room for her so-called boss.