She's clearing a newly-vacated space at the counter when the front door opens--she notices it at the edge of her vision, she's trained herself to notice by now. "Good evening," she calls out before she looks up, professionally friendly smile on her lips.

But then she sees who it is, and her smile blooms, warm, sincere. "Raylan! Hi!" She makes swift work of the rest of her cleanup and she pats the countertop. "Come sit here so I can talk to you. It's good to see you."