Bennett Neely Bale (bennett_bale) wrote in btvsal, @ 2010-12-31 18:35:00 |
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Chatting With the New Employee
Who: Crystal and Neely
Where: Shattered Records
When: Friday, December 31st
"Right. Dude, seriously. You don't want that. Michael Bolton blows, ok?" Crystal's first day at Shattered Records? Yeah. Going swimmingly. She brushed hair out of her face and grimaced as she shut up and rang up the CD. "Whatever. Happy New Year, dude."
Neely was upstairs leaning on the balcony that overlooked the ground floor and couldn't help it but raise an eyebrow when she saw Crystal ring up the sale. That was … different. "Emmy was right, wasn't she? I'm gonna have to keep an eye on you." She called down to the other woman. She was smirking, though, so she obviously wasn't pissed.
"Cut me some slack, man..." Crystal sighed, tugging nervously at the hem of her skirt. "I'm used to working at the video store and saying whatever I want... I'm getting used to this!"
The petite blonde made her way downstairs, dressed in tight jeans and a tummy bearing tank-top, her infamous eyebrow arched curiously. "I didn't say that you weren't getting used to it. Buuut I *am* going to have to get all boss-like on your ass for a minute. … Without the sexual harassment lawsuit that follows."
"Shit." Crystal muttered, shoving her hands in the skirt's pockets. "Am I getting fired already?"
"No." Neely chuckled and shook her head. "Frankly, I think you'll fit in well here. In saying that, though, there's only one real ground rule that I have. Working here makes you a part of the family. So don't shit on that. Pretty simple. If you need to rip into the occasional customer, fine. But if you start shit with Emmy or anyone else that works here, and fuck with the equilibrium? I promise that you'll regret it."
"Dude. I'd NEVER hurt Emmy. She's one of the few people that doesn't find me obnoxious." She blanched a little there. "Or you. Cos you're hot."
Neely blinked. It seemed like it had been a while since someone other than her wife had said something like that, huh? "Well, alright then. We'll get along just fine. If something bothers you, though, don't hesitate to come to me."
"Ok." And then, without missing a beat, she added, "I've got a problem getting a date. Wanna help find me someone with a LOT of patience and low expectations?"
Being a creature that could never stand still for very long, Neely started to tidy the shelves as they talked. "Well, I know a chick NAMED Patience, but that's about it. All of my friends are either married or in long term relationships, which sucks and blows."
"...she hot?" Crystal asked, raising an eyebrow. "Cos that name makes her sound like she's 70."
"Yes, she's 70." Neely replied, her voice completely dead-pan. Come on. Like she couldn't have a little fun. "If I didn't think of her as a sister that I never had, I would have taken her home to my wife a LONG time ago." She was deadly serious about that, too.
"...is it horribly inappropriate for me to ask my boss to hook me up?" Crystal asked, smirking with a dry laugh. "Yes, dry spells suck."
"I wouldn't have a clue, to be honest." Neely chuckled, mulling over what she was about to say VERY carefully. "I'll be blunt. I only heard from her the other day after a two month... absence. She has a lot of baggage. A baby and a probably soon-to-be-ex husband. And that's only the stuff that's public record. Don't think that I'm ragging on her. I'd DIE for that girl. But you deserve to know. Or at least have a chance to dodge a bullet, 'cause I promise she'll be a lot of work." Wow. Protective much?
"Um... Wow." Crystal just blinked and then laughed out loud. "Personally, I just want to get laid, dude." Yes, she just called her female boss 'dude'.
"Ah. Well in that respect, she's easy," Neely laughed, shaking her head.
"Now see? I like her already." God, Crystal... "So what's your wife like? She as hot as you?" Wow. Just... wow.
"Hotter. Curves like you wouldn't believe and a sense of humor that will knock you on your ASS." Someone was still madly in love, huh?
"Lucky bitch." Crystal muttered, showing clearly why she couldn't keep a job very long...
Luckily Neely found that quality endearing, huh? "I know. I'm reminded of that every morning." She cleared her throat. "So, yes. Anyway. I'll see if I can get you the hook up."
"Best boss ever? Can there be any doubt?" She snorted, before checking out Emmy as she walked by. "Damn. I *do* love the scenery around here."
"She's easy on the eyes, isn't she?" Neely replied, her eyes following Emmy as well. Apparently the girl was in her own little world, because she didn't even acknowledge that they were there. "I really *do* need to hire more eye-candy." Because clearly, that's what's important. Sigh.
"What about the gorgeous brunette I saw you chatting with earlier? The one with the endless legs and the great behind?" Oh yeah, she'd seen Neely talking to Paige when the girl had stopped in earlier...
"Paige?" Neely blinked and then started laughing. Loudly. "Ohmygod. I couldn't see her in customer service. If someone pissed her off she'd throw 'em through the front window."
"Seriously? She doesn't look that strong..." Crystal pondered, pursing her lips. "Ah well. Yes, I'm all for eye candy. Preferably who actually listen to good music because so HELP me God, if you hire some who likes NSync I will fucking quit."
"Please. You know how strict my hiring policies are." Neely tried not to smirk, she really did. The fact of the matter was, Emmy vouched for Crystal and that was enough. "I'll put a 'now hiring' sign up in the window. Any of 'em look promising, you send 'em up to me."
"Will do, Boss." Crystal gave a cute little salute and smirked. "Cleavage will get them bonus points."
Neely snorted with laughter then (which was something she'd clearly gotten from Rachelle). "T&A *always* gets bonus points."
"Somehow I think I'm gonna love working for you..." Crystal grinned and rolled her eyes at a girl picking up a Mariah Carey CD. "No! No no no! What are you THINKING, girl?!?" She muttered, walking toward her...
Neely literally had to stop from face-palming then and just rolled her eyes as she watched Crystal 'serve' the customer. Well, at the very least, the girl would make life interesting, huh?