So, this was what employment was. Blackheart had shown up for his first shift at Pixie Dust with no idea what to expect, except that there was the possibility of being inconvenienced by the arrival of people who actually wanted to buy things. Apparently, such people were called "customers" and were to be presumed to be unworthy of his assistance unless proven otherwise.
When the pixie had told him that much, she had told him all he really needed to know, hadn't she?
Pixie Dust
Fine Apparel and Accessories
Pixie Dust was open, and Blackheart had discovered the whereabouts of the absinthe.
(OCD is up, and Pixie Dust is open!)