Melinda Bobbin (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} _melinda_) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
“I know,” Melinda said with an amused roll of her eyes. “I believe you, I trust you.” It really was amazing how just telling Cho what had happened had taken the edge off and brought her right back down where she could think clearly again and see that she should have seen the warning signs a week ago.
Crossing her legs, she sipped from her drink, listening to Cho. “Wow.” Melinda’s eyes opened wide. “Not that I’m doubting your decision, but I think Carmen may be on to something.” To her it didn’t sound like a bad idea at all. An employee or two more meant that Cho could handle more events which in turn would mean that the business would do more than just ‘stay afloat’, and from there it was a short step to being able to rent a place and get the business out of Cho’s flat, which would make it easier for Cho to gear down when she was home. “You know, there are still office spaces available here. You won’t find a place with lower rent to get started.”