Hestia heard the door go, she was in the back room pruning some plants. Being the shops regular girl wasn't in today she was stuck having to deal with sales. As long as it wasn't some other idiot who likely would kill anything she sold to them she would be okay. Hestia couldn't in good conscience sell something to someone else like that today. She already told someone off and almost didn't sell them anything. Hestia just hoped it was someone with a sense of herbology.
She pushed the door opened and walked out. She saw somewhat of a familiar face if she remembered correctly, school felt ages ago. Hestia was kind of not chatty or friendly so many faces had sort of fuzzed in her memory. "Can I help you?" She asked as she wiped her hands over her thighs dusting the fresh earth from them.