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Paige Matthews (witchwithaplan) wrote in wariscoming,

"Go me." Paige said with a small chuckle. "I'd say you probably shouldn't be doing that but the way you've described your job, I can't say that I blame you." Paige was her whitelighter, not her disciplinarian. As long as it didn't have to do with magic, she wasn't about to tell Billie what not to do. And seeing as Paige was still learning things about this place, magic-wise, just as Billie was she was willing to trust the other witch not to get into anything too crazy. Billie so far had not disappointed her whitelighter. "Not that many customers?" Paige asked sympathetically. Small businesses. She didn't think she could ever do it. She didn't think she would have the patience for any type of business period. Temping before, and still doing a bit of it now, was as far as she was ever going to be willing to get in that world. That and helping Piper now and again with P3. "Got it." She said with a firm nod at Billie's advice on buying, though her eyes did give a the store a cursory glance.

Paige shrugged slightly. "It's been going." She hadn't really done much but it had been going. "Probably a lot faster than yours." She joked. "I went out and bought some art supplies. Went back home. Realized I needed some more groceries. Got those and ... went back home again. Decided that I should come and visit since I never have before, and I was thinking that you might enjoy the company. So here I am." Despite the slight rambling, that was an over simplification of her day. She had done other stuff around the complex but that wasn't at all very exciting. Not that the other stuff was but those were more solid, straight-forward things she'd done. Rather than saying, I went over papers for such and such. And we might need more holy water, etc.