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thatdarncat (thatdarncat) wrote in silverage,

Selina waved her hand and blew a quick raspberry. "We've got plenty of time. If there's one thing I love about working under Mr. Draper, is that he comes in even later than I do," she let out another cynical laugh, and began leading Lily around again.

"So this is Mr. Campbell's office, as I said. He's out of town right now - vacationing in Greece, the lucky dog. He'll be back pretty soon, though," she passed his door and moved on to the next, a much larger room, "This is Roger Sterling's office. He's in a meeting right now, but he's clearly an important guy here, if you couldn't guess. He's recently married to Jane," Selina stopped walking, "By the way, on your lunch break, if you could buy a bouquet of - shoot, what are they - daffodils. There's a florist on the bottom floor,"

She continued walking, taking a deep breath, "Anyway, Mr. Sterling probably won't use you often, but when he does, his needs come first. He drinks martinis, so I'd say have some gin on hand in your desk.

She rounded the corner, and gestured left. "This is the conference room. Don and Pete and Ken and Roger will meet in there, oh, not every afternoon, but most. You won't ever need to go in there,"

They stopped in front of a door marked "Don Draper". Selina took a drag on her cigarette.

"This is my boss, Mr. Draper. Creative. Nice enough," Selina gave Lily a look over her shoulder, "But very odd,"