Hannah was handling the bar and that day was busy. It was beyond busy. It was crazy, and while Hannah loved the work and the galleons coming in, her feet were screaming bloody murder at her and her hair was half out of its bun.
Just after she plunked down a pint of ale for a wizard at the bar, she heard a voice - a young, male voice ask her a question.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. Are you asking if I'm hiring?" Hannah replied back, putting her hand behind her ear and leaning over the bar.