Cinderella (outofthecinders) wrote in silverage, @ 2011-07-25 20:55:00 |
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Current mood: | busy |
Who: Cinderella and OTA.
When: Monday afternoon.
Where: A small bar not too far from the Welcome Center.
What: A drink and the search for a job.
Rating/status: TBD/Incomplete.
If Cindy had been an ordinary girl, her foot would have been bleeding, begging for rest. Popularity power was a beautiful thing to have, specially when you had spent the entire morning walking your pretty feet off and were ready for more.
She had meant it when had said she needed a new job. Shop girl was a good and solid profession where she could thrive and enjoy herself, but when all was said and done she was hoping for something on a bigger place. She had no ambition of becoming the richest and most fabulous woman in the city (although she wouldn’t have said no to more money) She simply wanted to be somewhere where things happened. Maybe she would find some answers then.
She poured over a little notebook as a waiter refilled her glass. She was offered an ashtray as well, which she rejected. The notebook had information in job ads she had been checking at the Center. Sure, she lacked the secretarial experience, but she was a quick study and had learned a thing or two during undercover work. So that could be worked. The question was where to start first. Stark sounded interesting (and she knew the soldiers were bound to show up again, looking for weapons) Wayne Enterprises seemed to be almost but not quite similar. She had never considered newspapers and certainly not advertising. But the more she thought about it, the more it could work.
From the corner of her eye, she spied a bunch of guys staring. She rolled her eyes and focused on her drink and her notebook.