*Simon was looking at his phone, kinda bored from the silent and almost empty day he’s had so far. Despite being a popular establishment, sometimes it just happened to have days with no clients. That was until someone new walked in. Simon raised his eyes, the lower part of his face still covered by his skull-patterned mask. “Oi. You’re a new face. Can I help ya?” Simon asked as he leaned against the counter, crossing his arms around his chest.