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not_entirely) wrote2006-01-31 04:49 pm
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The back room of Empire Records and Bidet [NFB]
Lucas held the door open for Nadia.
"Come in," he said. "Have a seat. Can I get you anything? Water? Fruit?"
[ooc: I'm at work. I'm insane. And I'm bored. locked to, um, me.]
"Come in," he said. "Have a seat. Can I get you anything? Water? Fruit?"
[ooc: I'm at work. I'm insane. And I'm bored. locked to, um, me.]
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"I don't have any money." She brushed her hair back behind her ear. "I will, though. Next week. I'll pay you back, or-or whatever. Just don't call the cops. Please."
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"If you're going to have the money next week, why didn't you wait to buy the CD then?"
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"I'll tell you what, Nadia. The boys on the floor are going to be leaving in a few days, and I'm going to need some more employees. You'll get a staff discount, and the money you need to buy music for real, instead of stealing it. Is it a deal?"
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"You want to hire me. For shoplifting." Sarcasm dripped from her voice.
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[ooc: aaaand scene! That's right folks, shoplifting at Empire Records and Bidet will get you a job there. Or possibly run down through the streets like the dog you are. It's an either or proposition, really. After all, the owner is, obviously, entirely insane.]
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