"That will be twenty six ninety seven ma'am."
The young faun giggled and handed Tekos some money. "Keep the change," she told him before walking away and giving him a sweet smile.
"Ever since you started working here, we've made more tips than sales."
Tekos turned to look at Flaura who was stocking up a shelf next to him. "We have very generous customers around these parts." He walked to where she was and took the box she was carrying. "Let me help you with that."
Flaura relinquished the box and watched the satyr stack the shelves quickly and neatly.
"Oh please," Flaura responded with an eyeroll. "Generosity my horns, isn't it a little suspicious how only women and a few fruity men are the ones being so 'generous'?"
"Is it? I've never noticed." Tekos picked up the second box and finished up stacking all the shelves before making his way to the counter and sitting next to Flaura.
