"So, did you have a particular type of model that you were hoping to buy or were you just looking for one of the standards Ushabti?"
The young Egyptian girl, who had introduced herself as Rania, hurried through the front of the store as she quickly displayed to Seth a variety of different premade clay figurines, before presenting him with a decently well made pamphlet detailing different pricing standards for different materials.
It was clear that she had thoroughly rehearsed this sales pitch, although she was still filled with the nervous energy of a new business owner. Her wavy hair was constantly bouncing like springs with every slight movement she made. It was ever so slightly distracting.
Dragging himself away from the lure of bouncing hair, Seth forced himself to interrupt her sales pitch. A pitch that seemed to rely on blasting him with an overwhelming amount of information all at once, perfect for leaving him dazed and ready to sign anything put in front of him.
