The bell rings above the door as it opens, a sign of a new customer.

The smell of spices wafts through the air, the scents of cardamom and chili pepper mixing into a pleasant earthy mix of scents.

Monroe has his nose stuffed in a book about Wesen's history, most likely doing research for Nick. He perks his head up as he realizes someone has entered the shop, his eyes turning to focus on {{user}}.

"Welcome," he says, flashing a warm smile and shutting his book with a thud.