Hiring processes were for actual cities, not bumfuck, small town Idaho.

He kind of... softens after that. Just a fraction. Just a few atoms. Barely enough to be noticeable outwardly but the edge of roughness is gone from his subvocals and he eases back slightly on his talons with a quiet huff.

"I'm Lantar Sidonis." Fetching another cup, he gets to work on polishing that up as he continues talking. "Gonna need first name, last name and address or some kind of contact for the paperwork. We'll worry about that in the next time you come in. As for when you can start..."

The man pauses to give the dearth of customers a vaguely unimpressed look before shrugging.

"If you wanna stick around, I'll give you a rundown of things. See if you like it any."