Pyrite couldn't help but have a grin of her own upon seeing Onyx's eagerness to the prospect, and Pyrite herself couldn't help but admit that she was looking forward to 'getting value, as Onyx had put it. Everything that she'd been doing with Onyx was much more eventful than how she'd been occupying her time for... years...? ... Pyrite decided not to contemplate it too much.
Pyrite went ahead towards the building where the supposed job was being offered, pushing on the door and-- oh? There wasn't any handle, so... Pyrite continued to push. She'd have thought that maybe the door was closed but she could see humans in the building, and there was an 'OPEN' sign plastered right in the door window, so no, it wasn't closed, "Just open already ya-- ya' big ol' dumb door."
"... It says pull."
Pyrite looked behind her, at the unamused, green haired human. Pyrite didn't think that humans could have hair like that, but she wasn't one to go and judge.
The human went forward, "Do you get it?" they said, pointing to the 'PULL' that displayed itself in big letters by the door, before pulling on the door herself, "... Stop pushing the door."
Pyrite obeyed, letting go of her grip, and the human almost slammed their face in the door that they opened.
"... I knew small towns were strange, but, fuck..." The human mumbled to themselves before entering the store. A small bell chimed to signal the arrival of someone entering.
"... Well, thank ya' anyways." Pyrite said, shrugging before she entered. Looking around, she saw another human with long, light brown hair behind a counter, who was talking with the green-haired human before they finished their conversation.
"Just lemme' take care of this 'one, Onyx. Trust me when ah say ah know what ah'm doin'." Pyrite said. She'd worked with the humans before, so, really, she was sure that this would be a piece of cake, "So," she said, stepping over to the counter, "ah suppose you'd be th' one t' talk to fer that job yer offerin'?"
"... Yes!" The light-brown haired human seemed surprised by Pyrite's appearance, but, still smiled warmly at her, "You can call me Malka-- since this is a small town, and we do need employees, this might be a little informal... in fact, we can get an interview started right now if you like?"
"Sal'right-- although, my..." Pyrite gestured to Onyx, suddenly struck by that she didn't quite know what to refer to Onyx as, "... Travlin' companion here is interested ina' job too, if it's possible y' have more than one."
"Sure-- I don't see why not." Malka said, nodding, "Now, do you have your resumes on hand...?"
Pyrite paused, peering at Malka, "... What exactly are we resumin' here."
The green-haired human in the back gave a look of bewilderment.