There were rows and rows of useful ingredients and Lisa was pondering over them with a sigh. The invterview hadn't gone great exactly and she knew she'd have to report to Barty eventually. With Evan being injured, SA being blown up and everything else on top, she hadn't really had much time off. Not to have fun anyway, and that's what she wanted.
"I need a drink," she said out loud, talking to herself over some wolfsbane. She picked up a jar and examined the contents with furrowed brows before noticing that she wasn't exactly alone. When she had entered the store there was only a spare person or two that were clear on the other side - and now someone was right next to her.
She couldn't help but laugh, assuming that he'd heard her talking to herself. Must think she's crazy and everything - which would be a shame, seeing as how good looking he was.
"Oh, sorry," she blurted out. Why was she even apologizing? "Er, well, not really." Her smile spread, lighting up her entire face like a sun. Her golden complexion always worked in her favor like that.
"What are you looking for?" She blinked, noticing his empty hands. She was a talkative person, especially with strangers because she liked to break the ice and open up right away. What was the point of being reserved and boring and not making friends? You would never know when a great opportunity would come just from saying something friendly to someone. Then again, it contrasted with her bag of dark magic and poisonous hoard.