The pink head enjoyed Taylor agreement as a little boost for her ego. But there was one thing greater than Mori's ego: her boss. She immediately stopped what she was doing when he appeared, moreover, visibly irritated. Her hands laid helplessly on her side, expression finally showing guilt. "Understood," was all she could muster as she bowed slightly. That was when customers started flooding in and she decided she should help with the serving. What a fortunate timing for 'escape'. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared into the staff room to prep herself.
A moment later she joined her co-workers serving people in a newfound confidence. Mori believed that since imperfection was not her inherent attribute, restoring her face would not be a problem. Deep down, such thing concerned her greatly no matter how far back she pushed it in her mind. She was all smiles and chuckles noting the order of some teenagers. In her head, she was chanting Starting the day with low expectation is good. Starting the day with low expectation is good....
Instability Level: █