"thank you for explaining," omera grinned, her scrawny body jumping. she smiled back, omera was new here.
"no problem," she replied, going back behind the counter. omera followed along and sat on the wheely chair. spinning around.
"how long have you worked here?" omera asked.
"i don't know," she bit her lip. "maybe a year? i don't really remember."
"wow," omera marveled "that's a long time," she stopped spining.
"yeah, it is," she said, sitting on the other chair that didn't spin.
