Natasha was behind the counter when she heard the door open and glanced over to see a familiar head peeking inside. Setting aside the ingredients she'd been playing with, she wiped off her hands and came around to greet him with a crooked smile.

"Hey. I saw you out and about earlier. Looking good. Finished your workout for the morning?" she asked in lieu of a greeting, because at least her large front windows gave her an excellent vantage point for most goings-on in the town.