A mess of hair peeked out from the back room, closing it tightly behind him and flashing the customer a wide grin from behind the cage that surrounded the counter. "Heya. Welcome to Pip'n'Pepper's Pawn Shoppe. I'm Pip, of the Pip'n'Pepper's. How can I be of service?" he asked, repeating his usual spiel and leaning casually against the counter top.