He took note of her name ("All right, Miss Fairica, this should only take a few minutes of your time.") and led her into the building, holding the door open for her. Once inside, he headed to his desk and sat down, but not before asking her to take a seat first--if she wanted to, of course. Most people preferred to sit while they waited, however, most people also didn't swear right off the bat. Whichever she chose, it was all ultimately the same to him in the end. Quickly Idris brought up on the computer their most recent list of invoices they'd received. Searching, he found what he was looking for and double-checked Miss Fairica's name. Sure enough, the wires she'd ordered had come in the mail last night and been categorized properly earlier this afternoon. He smiled at the results and then gave that same smile to his customer, his swivel chair moving easily so he could face her.
"Well, you'll definitely be able to work on that bike of yours. Your parts came in today, so let's get you set up and ready to do just that. I'll call down to the shop and see if Tony can't have them ready to go. Excuse me again for one minute." Idris hit the number for the shop on his desk phone, listening to the device ring once, twice, three times. A frown darkened his expression after the fourth ring and he hung the phone up, tapping the fingers of one hand on his desk restlessly. It wasn't that he was opposed to going and getting the parts for her himself--in fact, it'd be a good opportunity to show off the shop to a (hopefully) future, regular customer, but Tony had clocked out early. A little too early, Idris noticed with a glance at his watch. The time had gone by almost without him realizing it.
"Actually, if you'll follow me once more, I'll get them for you myself. The shop's right outside this door." Idris motioned with his thumb at the door behind him, positioned closer to the main manager's office. There was a small hallway leading from there into the shop itself, the walls extra insulated so as to not disturb the business that went on inside of the main building. Idris stood from his desk and led the way again, talking about the positives that came from having such a new shop in a great location, and the weather today was spectacular, wasn't it? He was very glad he'd moved to California, and here's the shop, excuse any excess clutter (there wasn't much, but he felt like he should add that in, nevertheless).
From behind the main counter, he sorted through the boxes of the newer, smaller shipments, finding the right one that held Miss Fairica's wires. Victoriously, he placed it on the countertop and grinned. "I believe I just found what you need."