Once she was sure that she wasn't going to be interrupted again, Stacey returned her attention to the supplies she was going to need, recounting everything again after double-checking the design, and ensuring she had the copy on transfer paper handy.
She'd chosen the single booth on the right side of the parlor for Charlie's session, not only because she thought it would be more easily accessible, but also because it was the one that it was easiest to throw up the privacy curtains on. They didn't always get used, but she cast the charm to establish the rods and the fabric around the area that would stay up until the session was done, unless Charlie had an objection to them.
At the sound of the bell over the door, Stacey glanced out of the booth she was prepping, grinning at Charlie when she saw him. "Hey there!" she greeted, motioning with her hand for him to come towards her as she continued, "Come on back, I'm getting everything prepped for you."