That was likely the last doorbell chime for today, she decided with a long sigh. Despite always having high energy, Colette was becoming tired. She and Edgar both failed to understand why the Gift Shop’s business was doing badly, as she was certain that they do their job incredibly. Hmmm, maybe it had to do with their boss, Griff? His greediness is never overlooked, after all. But she couldn’t do much about it, and she was more than happy to stay in the shop despite the conditions. She had everything she loved in front of her.

“Nah-ah, don’t give me that look,” she whined against the counter, her head in her hands for a minute or more. “I know it just sucks that we have to work like this, but maybe things will change?” Her eyes lit up at the computer in front of her, and both her eyes and smile widened. “Ooh, look at this, Ed! So many online customers interested in our souvenirs. I’m glad our website’s still working!”

Oh, they were a sight to behold, those emails. Maybe the business wasn’t as screwed up as their boss thought. She sat down in a seat next to Edgar and heartily kicked her feet in the air as she typed down unique and fun responses to the clients, with her colleague occasionally blurting out his opinions about her word choice. She finished her task in mere minutes.

A new chime then emerged from the doorbell.

She perked up from her seat to look at the new visitor, Anon, and her crazily eager smile somehow intensified. She enthusiastically waved at the individual over and over again, maybe a bit too excessively, but she didn’t care. All she could focus on was Anon and their magnificent appearance, all the stuff there was in their clothing; she needed to take at least one thing to keep as a memory in her scrapbook. That was her new goal, and she wasn’t going to back down easily from it.

“Welcome, welcome to the Gift Shop, the best there is in Starr Park!” greeted Colette with an excited voice. Many questions flooded her mind the longer she stared at the stranger, and she could feel Edgar’s quiet, usual judgement towards her attitude. “What would you like?” She squatted to grab a Brawler plush and show it to Anon as she contained her giggles. “This is the newest, limited and exclusive Berry toy!” Then, she showed them a miniature object. “Or how about Gale’s Squeakbuster proton pack? Beautiful decoration, may I say!”

She leaned closer to Anon, clearly not trying to hide her curiosity towards them. So many things she hadn’t seen before… “Or are you interested in something else?” she added, her expression gradually getting darker. “The Boss is in the back of the shop—I can call him if you want.”