*steps into your "office" and closes the door behind her, leaning against it shiftily*
*takes only a second to admire your efficient use of the (nonexistent) space before absently glossing over your concern* No, no. It's fine. Now. *rubs her hands together* Let me run through the important points with you.
*ticks the items off on her fingers as she goes* Number one: El Jefe will tell you to call him Ecthelion, but you must never call him that unless there's a "Lord" in front of it. Otherwise just "sir" is fine. (Our rule, not his.) Number two! The girls say the boss is a real taco de ojo, even more so in person than in the magazines, so don't let it throw you. Three: The boss is also very tall. But usually unarmed. Número cuatro: The boss is very fond of dawn and his filing system, so be gentle with him. *pauses to take a breath* And lastly and most importantly, the boss is very quiet and kind-hearted, so when I take you in there in a minute to introduce you, just look all enthusiastic and— *handwaves vaguely* —you know, full of hope and joie de vivre or whatever, and he won't yell at me in front of you for not telling him I was hiring you.