"Me, know what I'm doing?" She grinned fully this time. "Never."
Celeste edged closer still. He was not what she was expecting in an employee. Maybe a gray-haired woman in a full-length skirt and bandana? Was that in a movie she had seen once? Her eyes danced from corner to corner of the shop, looking for cameras, the hint of an alarm system, sizing up the security situation. Some of these wares could be worth fencing.
Okay, the prop comment was funny. She let out a blip of a laugh. "Well, I'm particularly interested in anything you have on signs, or maybe omens? I'm trying to think of the right term." Celeste chewed her lip briefly. "Portents? Of something big coming."