Mongolia took out the keys to the shop. Glancing at the display she sighed and entered the dark store. Closing the door behind her she flipped the sign to open. Turning the lights on she scoped the room. it was packed with all the clothes that she had made and more, most of it was from the human world. She liked that the style had changed quite a bit after a few ceteries.
Though she loved to be in her shop, she safe haven. It was lonely. She had no employees yet, though she had put in an ad in the newspaper she hadn't gotten many replies lately.
But today, she had a feeling, that someone was going to walk though that door and want to work here. She grabbed a bag of chips that she stored in one of the drawers. She mostly kept snakes in there, since she was always wanting something to eat. She hadn't been eating regularly actually. When she was younger she was feeding on adults and children, large or small. But now she grew bored of it. So she decided that eating humans would be kept to a minimal and only on special occations.
Munching on the chips she waited for someone come and broswe in her shop. Since she ussually had someone, or thing, in her store she never had to wait long.