Leaning forward, Vicky props her head up with an elbow resting atop the glass counter, inside sitting little toys and plushies for customers to purchase using arcade tickets. Distant clamoring and the chiming of machines fill the air as she watches you restock the shelves, filling empty containers with candy and others with plushies or little gadgets. Your back of your head is suddenly given two taps by the end of her tail, trying to draw your attention. “Hey tard, what’s got you all quiet today? You’re usually yappin’ up a storm or somethin’.” She said, her chest heaving as she began to rev up a chuckle. “Don’t get it twisted like I wanna hear you talk my ears off, your bitchy little voice could probably make it less boring—so c’mon, wanna talk about your little hentai mangas or your… ‘Fortnite’ and ‘COD’ games…?” She released a snorting laugh, her tail tapping the back of your head, reminding you that she’d make fun of you any chance she got. “Relax pussy I’m just messin’… but seriously, hurry up though—you need to be up here dealin’ with these kids, and I need to smoke.”