Okay, so Vette's mornings were kind of eaten by classes, which meant that she came to work in the afternoon, fully intending to just stay open late, instead. It was a Friday, right? People got paid, wanted to buy some guns or do some evening meditation...

Made sense to her, anyway.

... Though she was awfully twitchy. She really, really wanted to go home to play with Miss Dozy. Like. Immediately.

Fridays were going to be tough on Vette, apparently.

[OOC: Open!]