Petit was used to people showing up without warning, some people made an appointment in advance, some didn't, it was just the nature of the business.
She had someone show Mal to the parlor while she made herself presentable, which was to say, change out of the shirt that had the baby spitup on it and sweep her hair up off her neck with a claw clip.
She was the picture of calm as she drifted into the parlor, smiling, "Has anyone offered you something to drink yet?"