Checking out the shop

You make your way over to the shop. While it appears open, a chill runs down your spine upon opening the door. Though you just ignore it.

Inside, the place looks as if you've been transported into the 1950's. Pinafores hanging from manequins are the main attraction, with a woman dressed to fit right in.

Decked in a green floral pinafore and heels, her brunette hair had been done up in a bouffant. Her face was caked in makeup and a near-perpetual smile hung there. Ignoring that last part, she seemed nice enough.

"Are you here for the job posting?" she asks, her tone between just a tone below irritating in her cheerfulness. You just nod. "Wonderful!"

She hands you an application and a pen.

"Just fill this out and we can have our interview."