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, |
The far too pleased and satisfied smile on Cho’s face had Melinda chuckle into her drink.
“Well, I’m taking it as a compliment,” Melinda shot back kindly. It would be a big step for Cho. It had been a big step for her when she had opened Sweet Nothings, and that hadn’t been an expansion like Cho was facing if she did this. But she believed in Cho, believed in the service she provided and had seen the success she had had with the business. “There’s always the option of not hiring more people until after you’ve moved the business out of your flat. But all right,” she held up her hand in a peace offering. “You shouldn’t do it until you’re ready and won’t lose too much sleep or risk dehydrating yourself.” She held up her glass as a small cheer to her friend. “Just don’t rule it out completely?”