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[ Apparently, while it's raining cats and dogs outside, Ella is sitting at a table with her head on her hands in the dining room today, the NV resting open in front of her. Distantly the sound of banging is heard, some chatter and suchlike. Ella opens her mouth to address the network. ]

I can handle the banging and all, that's just a necessary evil. But the pa-thetic pick up lines are just embarrassing. I feel terrible, but I actually laughed at that poor man working on the office in the back, and now he can't even look at me. [ It's not her fault! "Hey, you come here often?" is not an appropriate line when the person lives there! Before she can say anything further, Hattie's voice intrudes. ]

Ella~! Wine! ... please.

[ Ella responds thusly. By placing her hands on the table and keening in the most IRRITATING whiny voice she can muster. ]

But I don't -waaaaaaaaanna- get uuuuuuuuuuup! Why do I have to do EEEEEEVerythiiiiiiiiiiing! It's not faiiiiiiiiiiiiiir, why can't you get it yourseeeeeeeeeeeeelf. You're right theee-

[ Thankfully, Hattie cuts her off. ]

Not *THAT* kind of wine! REGULAR Wine! NOW. Please.

[ Ella jerks to her feet automatically, but she's laughing, under her breath. It was worth a shot. She's spitting in the wine though. She's taking the NV with her too. ]

I'm amazed she said "please". In case you're curious, we're getting some major remodeling done on the house. Expensive, but worth it in the end. [ Considering the alternative was losing a room she had been using for her own little sanctuary. ]

Word of advice. If you get some remodeling done, avoid Crazy Eddy's Construction - he shows up at the door in a /chicken suit/. A giant. Chicken suit.

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Some of the most insane people are those who believe they are sane. On the plus side, it would mean his advertising was truthful.

[ She thinks about that for a second. ]

You might be right. About both points - I never thought I'd praise someone for their truthful advertisements if he really is insane.

At least, if he IS insane he seems harmless enough.

[He shrugs]

You never know what people are capable of. Probably best you didn't hire him anyway. How has business been going?

Yeah, That's... certainly true.

Ah, business? It's.. it could be better. One of our biggest clients wound up leaving the Port. Although Mr. Gold seems to be interested in making arrangements with us.

Mr. Gold is it?

[The name seems familiar, a pawn shop of some sort he remembered in passing]

Well, if Miss Hattie decides to invest more of her time into her fashion, my offer still remains.

Yeah, he's going to be opening his own business sometime this week, I think.

[ Oh yes, the fashion. ]

I'll bring it up to her and see if she's interested. [ Heaven alone knows she wanted to do something to be noticed and fashionable. A cleaning service wouldn't do that. ]

Recently established? I may have to pop in to see what his shop is all about.

[Snooping is part of the job after all]

Thank you, Miss Ella. If you are entertaining any similar thoughts, let me know, and we will see if we can arrange something.

I'm sure he'll appreciate the visit.

[ And a soft laugh. ]

That's sweet of you to offer. I'll keep that in mind too. [ Though it wasn't really her particular taste - although if she did lose her night job she wouuldn't be able to be picky. ]

I will see you around, farewell Miss Ella.

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