Admittedly, Quin was having a rather delightful day filled with baking and fixing up a few projects around the shop. No major accidents on the day either, which was a nice bonus. With is sleeves rolled up and smudges on his face, Quin was touching up the trim around the display window, a nice bright purple to contrast the orange that dominated the shop.

Humming to himself, he paused and wiped his hands on a spare towel hanging out of his pocket. Climbing down the short ladder he was using, Quin stepped back and surveyed his handy work with satisfaction. The store itself had been fairly quiet so far, which was why he'd decided to do the few projects, including the painting, but he supposed he should go clean up the kitchen; his least favorite job.

It was then that the bell above the door rang cheerfully to announce someone's arrival. "Watch out I've been painting!" He called, though none of the supplies were strictly in the way, he didn't want anyone stepping in his mess either!