Cinder startled slightly at the sound of the bell over the door. It was faint, but in a place where most of the residents were likely to have some sort of enhanced hearing or sense, why would anyone need a cowbell anyway?
Dropping her hands almost guiltily - not that she was doing anything wrong - she glanced over to the person who'd come in. "Hello," she offered, a faint furrow of her brow marking her uncertainty. "Can I help you?"
She didn't know him from Adam, obviously, so for all she knew he was a regular. That hadn't really been covered in the whisking through of training. Still, she at least knew how to assist someone. That was, after all, a subset of what she did.