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Pansy Parkinson (pans_parkinson_) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

"She will be by the time I'm done with her," Pansy said, nothing if not confident in her own ability. She could take someone who sounded like cats were dying when they sang and make them a sensation; it was all in knowing how to sell it to the public. And Pansy could sell a centaur the moon if she chose to.

Pansy thought it over, and then indulged herself in a sigh. "I'll make an appointment this week. I've been spending so much time making other people rich, I haven't even thought of myself in weeks." And her hair was overdue for a trim. She'd found a split-end yesterday, despite the care she took. Unacceptable. "Oh, too many things to get into. Nimbus has a new broom out next quarter, and their sales have been lagging over the last three. That should keep me busy enough."