Private Finished A Little Bird Told Me

There was some kind of classic rock music playing from somewhere past a beaded archway behind the front desk and the sound of someone humming along as things were moved around. Active sounds, mysterious sounds, and perhaps intriguing sounds? One never could quite tell, given the varied clientele Tuesday had.

But the front room was filled with a mind-boggling array of candles in various sizes, shapes, and colors. Scents mingled and drifted like invisible scarves in the breeze. And there was a decidedly magical feeling to the air itself. This was no mundane shop, there was literally magic in the air. It helped that there were spelled candles lit upon the counter.

Off to the side the counter had a cutout at the bottom currently filled by a large black wolf with red eyes, lounging on a comfortable plush bed with runes and symbols drawn on it. Cami the wolf eyed Sascha as she did all those who entered the shop. And then yawned quite audibly, as if trying to grab their attention.

"Ah, welcome to Wicked Wicks," greeted Tuesday, wearing her usual primarily black and sheer themed attire. Most definitely a witch and not hiding it at all. "Are you looking for something specific or just looking?" She smiled and gave the visitor once over- in all his wooly glory. He seemed shy and not especially well off, but that didn't really throw her off much.

The wolf familiar simply looked back at Sascha in return, interested and wary but not deeming him much of a threat.

Tuesday meanwhile gave him a slightly confused smile. Was he high on something? Some of her customers had a tendency to... no, that didn't really fit. She almost replied with a joke when he said he was looking for a witch but fortunately he continued before she made that mistake.

"O-oh, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. Can I get you a chair and some tea or something?" She asked out of a sense of hospitality and because... well, she'd lost plenty of fellow witches. More than she wanted to admit.

"But... if you need a witch for something... well, I happen to be one?"

Tuesday blinked. "I have my... oh. You mean Cami. Honestly i've never met a familiar that was... Cami doesn't turn into a person or speak like you and me." She explained as she came out from behind the counter and leaned back on the front of it.

"I don't know if familiars have to be one to one with witches, but I would never force someone to make that close of a bond with me. Again, i'm deeply sorry for your loss. I've mourned plenty of witches on my own too." She turned to reach over and light a cheery yellow candle and brought it over to set on the floor between them. A simple spell woven into the wax to gently bring a little bit of warmth and happiness. Not enough to be extreme. It wasn't a strong spell.

"You know I could use an extra hand around here if you want some work. You could be my employee for a while."

Tuesday nodded to Cami and the wolf padded over to sit by the sad bird familiar. The witch herself opted to stay where she was and not crowd Sascha too much. "Easy, easy. I can tell you're hurt and struggling. You're a person though and you said you were good at helping. I can at least offer you a job to help out around my shop- it's too much for me alone."

She shrugged. "You'd help me around here, and maybe keep an eye on things if I have to step out for something. In return i'd pay you. In the meantime at least you'd be around me and any other witches that might stop in for some ritual candles."

Tuesday laughed and rolled her eyes. "Oh boy. Hey, listen.... what's your name anyway? You can call me Tuesday. Listen, where do you think all the ingredient come from for mixing these candles? Home grown wherever possible for the most potent effects. We keep them in the back, upstairs and in the cellar."

Then she shook her head and offered him her left hand to shake. The right one not exactly being u p to that owing to the lack of a hand. "I don't mind giving you a chance to see if you fit in here. As you can see there's a lot in here for just me to handle."