Gabriel nodded, and the door opened, two teenage girls walked out, holding tissues over matching bleeding lip piercings. They were followed by a tall man with very long hair and tattoos right up his neck and along his temples. "Piercing or a tatt, Gabriel?" He asked. "A tatt. Back piece. It's gonna be a while. Can you mind the desk?" Gabriel asked, grabbing some paper and pens for preliminary drawings. "Sure thing." Dave replied, sitting down behind the counter, and Gabriel led Kevin back into the hallway behind the counter, this time going into one of the first side rooms, which led into a totally white room reminiscent of a dentist's office. "Have a seat." Gabriel smiled at Kevin, heading over to the autoclave; a large device shaped like a microwave, and checking if it had finished sterilising whatever was in it.