Marietta raised an eyebrow, but shook her head. "As you wish, Mr. Gagne. You could always purchase a cot and set it up in the back room, if you insist upon sleep deprivation." She lifted her head when she heard a customer, smiling and moving to help them. She tended to glide instead of walk due to the fact that she tiptoed frequently. She was petite, but didn't trust heels.