>>6084067>>6084092>>6084226>>6084609"You wanted to see how dedicated I was to waking you up? That's some excuse for staying asleep," she counters, directly challenging you with a prodding tiny finger right above your brow. "Maybe you're just lonely, buddy. I'm here to help you do your job and orient yourself starting out, so I'm pretty much obligated to make sure you don't sleep through your second day of being hired." So long as she keeps telling herself that. Surprisingly, Beatrice laughs, hopping off of your shoulder and hovering in front of you. "It does sound like something Sofia would do playing hard to get, doesn't it?"
Mockingly mimicking Carrollo, the demon imitates Sofia's voice very well: "What, me? I could NEVER show romantic interest in a subordinate. I'm too PROFESSIONAL for that! I insist that I'm not lonely, regardless of whether or not I passed out drunk after a night out drinking alone." That seems unusually mean-spirited for, but the skrzak did take care of her boss after said situation developed, so perhaps she wasn't in the best mood picking up after sleepy humans. Partially, you're impressed at the quality of the mimicry: They have about the same pitch to begin with, but their speaking styles are entirely different.
Tapping her chin with her finger, Beatrice looks you over. "You know..." She shakes her head. "Nah, I don't want to make you too big for your britches... Your britches probably have trouble fitting belts anyway." You both know that's not true, but the comment makes you self-conscious anyway. The demon laughs again. "Had to go for the fat joke, it was right there. Like your extra pounds."
Okay, okay, you're sorry you made her wait... You really do need an additional suit or several in order to keep doing this job, given the ludicrously high dress code of suit and tie day after day after day. Beatrice suddenly pops on the lenses again and gets serious. "You're probably going to want at least two other sets of shoes as well, maybe more in multiple colors, just so that you can cycle them out and prevent them from quickly wearing down." The demon secretary pulls together a list of what she thinks you need, and it's so long your head hurts just from reading it. Women and fashion... If it were all up to you, you'd be happy with cloning the suit you had. But you're trying to do your best, and sometimes that means grinning and bearing it.
You've decided you're going to consult with Habetrot. It would be rude not to, after she approached, and you get the impression a mistake like ignoring a fairy hag could be fatal. Beatrice is a bit skeptical, but she's the sort to be, and remains quiet.
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