Harold Lee is good with numbers.

Change, not so much.

And so it is with a certain amount of nervousness that he turns up to work for Mai Silverblood. Cash desk, orders, banking and dealing. Right.

He can so do this.

Had to ask a couple of directions; across the way, sure, but Harold doesn't know his way around. And he hopes the hour is okay, Mai didn't specify, but Harold figures morning is likely proper.

For some reason, he's still holding her business card when he steps up to the premises, wondering what's next.