Tiffany Tang (spiderslave) wrote in forgotten_gods, @ 2010-04-10 16:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | arachne, tiffany tang |
Who: Arachne and Tiffany
What: The boss is home~
Where: Idmons on Fifth Avenue
When: Saturday afternoon
Wherever the hell Lydia was, Tiffany was currently cursing her. The young woman simply wasn't experienced enough yet to run a shop on her own for a week, no matter how competent or efficient of a PA she was. After Diana Monroe (!!!) had proved impossible to get answers out of, Tiff had just stopped wondering what the hell was going on and just started getting things done, spreading herself as thin as humanly possible in her efforts to compensate for her boss' absence.
The week had been pure dark-roast hell with cream and three sugars, and only coffee and pure stubbornness had gotten her through it. True, there was a certain thrill to managing the place on her own and being the only expert in the room when clients came in, but there was only so much she could make up before it started to feel like she had killed Lydia and usurped her very fashionable throne. After Tuesday, Tiffany started telling clients that Lydia was having mysterious health problems and wasn't available right now, but I'd be happy to get started on those measurements for you, ma'am.
Saturday afternoon found the girl shut up in Lydia's office at the back of the shop, having closed the place down for the weekend. Fashion was fickle enough in New York, so a closed shop was no huge deal. It gave Tiff more time to pore over the conflicting appointments clients were demanding, and place more orders for thread for Lydia's loom.