Thomas was going over inventory behind the counter; Steve and Belle were at lunch and he didn't mind being out front. He rather liked talking to people, he found. Especially about things he was rather passionate about. He glanced up when the little bell over the door sounded and was struck mute for a moment, thoroughly bemused by the tiny girl and the massive dog that had come into his shop.

He set his clipboard down and came out from behind the counter.

"Well hello there," he said, a bit uncertain as to how to behave with children. He'd never been around them for long, despite wanting a family. "May I help you, Miss?"