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<span class="mu-b">"So we're going to be working with international customers, right?"</span> Meryl prods about the job offer, tending towards accepting. <span class="mu-b">"Do we have to travel?"</span>
"If you want to, but trust me, you don't want to travel with these sorts. They're nice enough professionally, but once you get enough money and power, people who want it tend to be either scum or paranoid against scum." Instead of the traditional housewife mainstay of wine, Dr. Sheridan asked for whiskey. Funny enough, she ended up polishing off a bottle her husband had gifted your dad.
Tilting the glass in her hand, she sighs. "I love Steve, but God if he isn't constantly up to something or other. Not that I'm one to talk." She shrugs. "You work on the cutting edge, sometimes you get cut. But you don't have to worry about that, not the least because you're not experienced enough to work with the newest stuff." Your look makes her give you a stinkeye in return. "What? I'm not putting you in the line of fire. I'm a mother, you know." You vaguely recall meeting her son, who is about Alice's age. Knowing Alice, she'd want to marry the son of a senator and doctor for prestige.
<span class="mu-g">Any hints as to what we're going to be working on, then?</span> "Looking at a lot of sample slides. Verifying results. Stuff suited to recent graduates." She piques her ears in tune to the front door opening. Your father enters first, followed by Daryl. He hugs Mom and then Alice, who goes from uneager cook to model daughter for a scant few moments. Meanwhile, Daryl immediately passes by your discussion.
"Sorry to interrupt, but I'll be ready to leave in about ten minutes," he declares. "By then, dinner should be ready, I think." He nods to the ladies in turn. "Doctor. Meryl. It's good to see you two." Almost as soon as he arrives, he leaves.
<span class="mu-b">"Kind of an odd one, isn't he?"</span> Meryl asks quietly, before realizing she might have insulted your brother.
Dr. Sheridan merely smiles. "Not really. Just overcompensating." A ruthless thought comes to mind- she's in a good mood and slightly tipsy. This might be the best chance to get her to say something important.
>"You talked about a crackpot hunter before. Who are we talking about?" Know thy enemy.
>"What do the rings do?" Are they just symbolic? That symbol seems important.
>"You met Meryl's dad, right? Is he really a wizard?" Dive on that grenade while you have an excuse to book it.
>"There was this... Unusual guy at Virginia Beach." The crazy old man.
>"Yeah..." You put the opportunity aside. Come to think of it, isn't the doctor Daryl's type? Awkward.
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