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[Jan. 10th, 2011|11:23 am] |
*flits about her closet office in the early-ish afternoon, humming her favorite tracks from the charity CD her boss got suckered into* *not that he's said "suckered", per se, but Salgant was involved; ergo, suckered* *never mind that her favorite tracks include a tie between Ecthelion's duet (with omfg Phoebe LaFleur) and Salgant's very pretty acoustic solo*
*gathers the morning's To-Copy stack and heads out, figuring she'll kill some time with whoever's hanging about the copy room before she heads to lunch* *on her way past Ecthelion's door, knocks lightly on the jamb and pokes her head in* Sir? Need anything copied or faxed while I'm going? |
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