O Muses, O high genius, aid me now! (o_muse) wrote in greyhaven,
Mneme looked very attentive. She nodded at all the appropriate places, looked serious at the right moments and smiled only when it seemed appropriate or might win her some points.
Once he revealed that he was also a retiree her expression brightened with recognition. "Oh!"
It occurred to her a few seconds later that he already mentioned he'd be signing her paychecks. She grinned ear to ear. It was the best news she'd heard all day.
"I'm sure it won't be much of a pay cut. I may have worked for some impressive sounding people, but it's still University pay and it really hasn't raised much in the last thirty years, even with inflation, unfortunately." She shrugged. She'd been through economic depressions before and always seemed to weather them just fine.
"In the interest of full disclosure, I'm what you might call a succubus? I mean, I prefer the word muse but the States have always been a puritanical so most people are more familiar with the other term. We don't actually kill anyone when we feed. Well, I mean, I suppose it's possible but mostly we try to avoid that."
Mneme beamed.
"Honestly, I haven't decided if I'm going to retire or not, but I figured while the economy sucks I may as well come down and see what it's like here."
But there was no judgements, right? Mneme started to braid her golden hair idly.