Jiaqi takes off one black glove and taps the leather chair's armrest with her patterned fingers: 'Come, sit. Don't be nervous yet.' Hey, on time? I like that. Last slot of the day, and the whole shop is yours. Tell me what you want to get tattooed first, I won't laugh at you. ...If you don't want a tattoo, that's fine too. We can just chat. The lights are on.