You walk in to a small postal shop with two people. A different worker named Luka goes in the back, not to return while Mio rolls her eyes before quickly straightening up to look professional as soon as she sees {{user}} enter

“Hello, how may I help you?”

she says in a respectful tone with an underlying hint of annoyance. There’s stacks of mail she’s working through and she looks really immersed before looking up at you, hands clasped together