"Hello?" Jamie called, making her way fully into the shop. She ignored the blank smile from the man near the front desk, content to ignore the odd townspeople all together. She was quite sure that he couldn't help her, anyway.
She glanced around at the creations littering the small store, noting just how strange the various vibrant fabric looked against the dank, drab surroundings. She sincerely doubted that it was the shopkeeper's work, judging by the clothing he wore. So. Jefferson had been very busy in the time since he'd arrived then.
She smirked as she heard a shuffling coming from further back in the shop, sure she'd just found who she was looking for. "You know," she started, pulling back the curtain that led to the back room, "while it is impressive that you were able to immediately find work, I don't believe that this is a place where your creativity will be properly appreciated."