Drying her ears and hair didn't take too long, given the length of her hair, but drying her tail took longer. She really did injure it by gripping it too tight. Wagging it slowly didn't hurt, but assuming she got too excited, she might be reminded of her bad first impressions very quickly. Once she was dried enough that she could re-braid her hair, and that she wasn't dripping on the floor, Miranda left the bathroom to find cleaning supplies.

Focused on her task, able to block out all else, her naturally bouncy nature came out to play. She turned cleaning up her mess into a game of stalk-bounce. Laying down the soap and sterilizing solution, which actually made her sneeze a few times, she would bounce from one end of the area to the other and clean up in the process.

She had the entire area done in a few minutes and was working on the sink when she realized that she really was hungry. Finishing her task, she puts the products away once more, goes back to the bathroom, and picks up the nice girl's hairbrush.

"I forgot to use this on my hair... I wonder if she'd mind if I brushed my tail with it." Shrugging, she got to work on brushing the silky fur on her still drying tail, careful not to pull too hard on the bruised sections. Once it was untangled, the slightly long fur beginning to poof out once more, she brushes the shorter fur on her ears, bringing the little puff tips back to the ends of the ears. She always thought her ears were her cutest feature, but then again, she was from that cursed bloodline. Normal people didn't have tails or animal ears.

Once she was done, she cleaned out her fur from the brush, making sure every strand was out of it, then washed it with soap under hot water. She didn't want Carina smelling like her fur when she brushed her hair next. It would be confusing to Miranda to smell her fur on someone else at work.

Leaving the bathroom in as clean, if not cleaner condition as she found it, she silently slinks her way up behind the others at the counter. "If... if you think it would bring in customers, I could wear the apron~" which was slung over her arm holding the hairbrush "~with a platter of free samples and draw in customers..." Her eyes were downcast a little, but she made sure to keep her ears up. She did just brush them after all. "Though, they might end up thinking this is a cosplay cafe..."