Lydia pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose and drummed on the counter with her fingertips on her other hand. She made a face at this girl who seemed slightly awkward if not a bit hyper.
"Uh, yeah we have a fuckton of it. I mean, sorry, we have a lot of it. But you have to be specific. Or you could just tell me who you are and if I tell my mom she might know exactly what you're looking for. I mean your real name, or, your other name. Not your.. regular name," Lydia frowned and sighed. "You know what I mean!"