It was only because Bianca was listening hard for her name that she managed to hear it spoken. She stood up and poked her head out from the back area where she was working on the chocolates and saw a young woman who looked vaguely familiar, enough like Bianca's scant memory of her former classmate. She exhaled and came out all the way. "I'm Bianca," she replied, taking off her apron.
She stepped out from behind the counter and came around to greet Astoria properly. "Please, come over this way. We can talk over here." She gestured to a slightly out of the way table, where they could have a modicum of privacy. "Thank you for coming. Would you like anything before you sit?"