Shrugging her shoulders, she shook her head to get her hair out of her eyes as she rinsed out the first of the jars. Head lifted at the sound of the bell, but it was quickly drowned out by the running water. Glancing down at her soapy dirty hands, she debated going out to the front of the shop like that, but decided it against it. Ear perked up at the voice calling out to her, cheeks flushed slightly as she recognized that voice. Ernie Macmillan. Merlin, why did he have to come now? She was all ready feeling flustered and confused, having Ernie there to likely confront her was something she didn't want. Wincing slightly, she could all ready feel a stress-induced headache coming on.
"I'm back here, Ernie." She called out over the running water as she placed the clean jar on a shelf above the sink to dry off. Plucking up another jar, she held it under the hot running water to let a sticky green substance uncake itself from the sides of the glass. Running an apothecary was not a pretty job, most of the time Susan's hands were stained different colors from the potion ingredients. Her hands were scarred from working with caustic materials, and while she aired out most of the sulfuric, rotting cabbage smells, some of it couldn't be cleaned out. Susan also learned that she needed to have a special wardrobe while working. While magic helped with some of the stains that came with working, others didn't come out so easily.
Dressed in a pair of faded jeans, they looked distressed and worn in from numerous wearings. A few ragged holes covered them as they hung on her hips, threatening to fall, but somehow managing to stay up. Her shirt showed off her Hufflepuff pride with yellow and black checks. Despite not being at Hogwarts any more, she still had pride for her house. All the Bones' were former Hufflepuff's, why shouldn't Susan be proud of her family's House?
At the sound of Ernie approaching, Susan lifted her gaze from the jar, to look over her shoulder towards him. A tiny smile curled on her lips, as she quickly looked back at the dirty jar in the sink full of bubbles and soap. "I wasn't expecting you. Is everything all right, Ernie?"