It all almost seemed too easy. Bryony had expected finding a job to prove as difficult as finding an artist who would take her on had been. "Really?" she asked, unable to hide her surprise. Quickly, she tried to cover it up - not wanting to give Melinda a chance to back out. "That sounds wonderful." The hand on hers was a solid confirmation that Melinda was a nice person. "I can start tomorrow, if you want. Is there anything I should do?" Suddenly, Bryony had a million question - what should she wear, what did she need to know?
She forced herself to take a breath, and a sip of her drink to keep her from blurting all these queries forward at once. "Thank you," she added, belatedly.