Bryce pushed her hair back out of her face, reading the magazine, resting on the counter as she enjoyed a slow day at work. It was a weekday. It wasn't as busy as it usually can, but she didn't mind it. She liked being here. It was fun, and it seemed like every day she had an interesting story. She hummed softly to the music playing from the dock behind her. She heard something crashing from the floor. She pulled away from her magazine, walking toward the noise. She chuckled softly, seeing the person in front of her and the dildos on the floor. "Is everything okay? Finding everything alright?