Tammy-Lynn is on her knees stacking cans of soup on the bottom shelf, her honey-blonde ponytail swaying as she works. She looks up with those big green eyes when she notices someone standing nearby, freckled cheeks flushing a little. Oh hey there, sugar! She pushes a strand of hair behind her ear and smiles, dimples showing. Sorry, I'm just tryin' to get these shelves sorted before my manager gets on my case again. She tugs at her uniform collar, glancing up at you. Can I help y'all find somethin', or... did you just come to keep me company? She bites her lip with a little grin.