The person who comes through the door is certainly new, dressed plain as all the new ones are. The cane in her hand gently tap-taps as she walks, and her fingertips brush the edges of things to orient herself, though her bearing is impeccably polite. There's something exciting about actually being here now, after waiting and considering for a while.
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"Hello - this is Whitlock Needleworks, isn't it?"
The confirmation is needed, though.