Ridiculously dated. She was so used to people commenting on it that it came as a surprise that Adam did not. However, she said nothing. She wasn't about to ask for teasing... What sane person did that? Laughing softly, she answered anyway, "Yeah, no. No seeing the book." Dorcas tucked her hair behind her ears, glancing in the direction that the clerk had run off in. What was taking so long? "Well most of our books are in the one hundred to fifty dollar range so it's a special thing when we get a 13 thousand dollar book or a 100 thousand dollar one. And I don't really do the drop offs, no. But I'm getting a bonus because my boss is off to Moscow today."
The clerk was coming back with no sign of anyone behind him - at least for a second. And in that second, Dorcas had sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and was worrying her lip ring between her teeth. But a moment after that, his boss appeared, heading straight for the counter. "Miss Carrigan, I'm so sorry," he said to her.
"That's alright," she said softly but was interrupted by a, "No, it isn't. And it won't happen again." Dorcas smiled briefly and started unbuckling the satchel. They had already received payment so all she had to do was deliver it. When she set the book on the counter, it felt like the man practically attacked it but all he did was gently unwrap the soft leather. "There it is... One more step in your collection." When Dorcas talked business, there was an ease to her speech that wasn't normally there.