Before she could respond, the bell chimed again and harried, "So sorry, Vivi! I'll be out front in a moment," before Robyn disappeared through a discreet door into the back room. Vivi smiled and turned back to the girl.
"If you wouldn't mind waiting a bit longer, Stone, I do believe we'll be able to talk about these items you're interested in," she mused, closing her ledger and placing it under the counter. "I've nothing but time at the moment, after all." There was no need to push off business. "Also, you may call me Vivi. There's no need for such formality."
Robyn busted through the door and took her place behind the bar. She looked a bit disheveled, which piqued her interest somewhat - she was an awful gossip in her old age, it seemed - and motioned for Stone to follow her upstairs. "Would you like some tea?"