Felicia is lazily feeding Mentos bits of hay as she sits on the steps of the trailer, noticing the pink shoes before looking up to see the the rest of the person attached to them. She frowns for a second or two once she reaches his face; something about him is bugging her but she can't place it right now. Maybe it's just her tired brain making things up, so she smiles at him in the polite way she smiles at all her clients.

"About time you let me play in your hair," Felicia greets him, standing up and brushing off the back of her pants. "What can I do you for today?"