Re: November 20, 2009
Persephone's phone buzzed on her desk, but she didn't reach for it straight away. She finished updating her last patient's record, frowning slightly as she clicked save as she hoped that the computer wouldn't crash like it had earlier. Luckily, it did what she wanted and Persephone straightened her keyboard and mouse to right angles and made sure that all her quills were back in their pot.
Since last night's disaster of dinner, she'd been extra fretful about making sure things were in exactly the right place. She could even feel herself doing it, but couldn't stop it.
Seeing Tate's message, Persephone went to meet him herself. It was only a short walk to reception, after all, and she had been sitting for most of the morning. To her surprise, Tate was holding a young boy and looking just a tad awkward. "Tate? Do we have company for lunch?" She smiled at the boy, who was looking around curiously.