[mick's not actually a fan of being behind the bar, but what's a business owner to do when his entire team is battling the cold or has called out for some reason or other. when malia drops it's still quiet in criminales, aside from this new person, there's just a few of the regulars keeping the booths warm. he raises an eyebrow as this young woman comes in and makes herself home right there at the bar. he spots the piece of paper out of the corner of his eye, but doesn't do anything to acknowledge it at first.]
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Hey. You're not lost are you, kid?