The Golden Dragon, 511 AV winter day 90, Work Work (open)

[Mia]

Mia Being a maid at the Golden Dragon was not the easiest job, there seemed to be quite a few in there all the time, but at least it was a job. It was much easier than living like a sculking theif, like she had been before. It was quite easy getting away when you could turn into a mouse and scuttle off out of sight. But that was then, before. Now was now. She liked to think she'd gone a step in the right direction, one that didn't require her to be too careful all the time, even if she was so anyway. She supposed it was naural for a kelvic who turned into something so small to be the careful kind. She wiped a table that had just turned empty, thinking it seemed like a busy night, clearing away glasses in different states of empty. She tried to keep a smile on her face, and hoped her inner thoughts didn't show. She was always thinking of the possibilities of diseases, what if she caught one? Even a cold might turn into something deadly if untreated, and if she had to be treated, she'd surely lose a fortune. Focus, Mia, focus. Keep a smile on, think happy thoughts. Think of a delicious creamy cheese. She spotted a customer who'd just walked in, and went over to take the order. "Hello and welcome to the Golden Dragon, what can I get you?"