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"I'm guessing they want to put it out back. For all her hatred of spiders, Cat probably wouldn't want a random passerby stepping on it. Enchanters are always so superstitious. I wouldn't be surprised if she thought it would bring bad luck on the shop." Jaede hummed in agreement, realising it made quite good sense. She herself would never want a creature to be hurt intentionally, but caring if it was stepped on once released? She thought it a little overkill, but it also warmed her heart to know Catherine cared so much. As another customer entered, she watched quietly as Licia interrupted her and took control of the situation. Jay couldn't help but stare; confronted with an abrupt reminder of the woman's psychic powers. It struck Jay that she viewed them all so normally, but in reality they were anything but. Did that make her normal? She didn't like that thought. A sour expression passed over her face but as she felt an arm lock round her shoulders it was wiped clean.

"Jay can you do me a huge favour? Can you cover the cash register while I run and get a coffee and have a smoke break?" Jay nodded as Elias spoke, wondering if something particularly bad had happened, or if he was just tired; it was a very rare occasion when he asked her to cover for him. She didn't mind though—on the contrary, she actually liked it. It made her feel useful, and she didn't have to feel guilt about not doing her own work because she was doing someone else's. "Oh and when you see Cat, could you please tell her the order's for the really tall guy with the bow tie if he comes in?" "Yeah, for sure. No problem." She wandered over to the cashier, looking it over and reminding herself how to use it.

Jay was about to call over to Cathy and tell her what Elias had said, but she became distracted as the man in question walked in, and Catherine nudged her away, seeming to know what she was doing. "Let me handle this one, sweetheart." Jay hummed her affirmation, very happy to hand over control of the counter to Cathy—she did not like the look of that one. She watched their interactions from the side and almost threw up when he asked the charm-maker out. Jay hated people like him, but never knew how to deal with them. She'd never been strong with standing up to people, but as she watched Cathy deal with him in her own way she felt a bit of respect for the woman.

As the man left, she gave a sigh of relief and stepped back behind the counter. Now that it was over, she realised she didn't have a whole lot to do behind the counter, and gave Elias some credit for being able to cover it all day. Then again, he probably had other stuff to do as well, being the manager… Regardless, it would be nice if we had some customers. She started picking at her nails, absentmindedly trying to remove the dirt under them.

Just as she felt her attention start to wander, she heard the door bell ring. Eyes flicking up eagerly to see who it was, she saw a guy walk in. Must be a customer, right? Right? Jay was secretly happy to be able to serve someone, but as he spoke she felt that drain away. "Who um could I uh speak to to get a job at this shop." Wait! she realised as she listened. He's asking for a job! she thought. That was even more interesting, she decided. But as Cathy handed him an application form, she also remembered what a pain it was. He might not even be accepted. Though, the shop tended to take in almost anyone who had some form of psychictry. Or would it be called psychicness? Psychosis? She almost laughed at that one. Oh well, she thought with a smile. I wonder if he's got abilities like the rest.