Jul 05, 2010 23:03
My, oh my...! There seems to be even less food for me here than there was in Mayfield, and the clothing much drabber as well. This is most upsetting... whatever shall I do with this? And on top of everything else, it seems that a tiny devil is hiding in my funny metal/glass box and chattering away as though he is someone important. ...Hmph, why, this speech isn't impressive in the least.
Well, at least my little job seems much more fun here! I will try my best to create the best and boldest new flavors of vodka! Surely a woman of my caliber can do so purely on intuition... yes, I have no doubts. However, if anyone would like to share their experience, I suppose I could listen for a moment.
Also, while my own impeccable taste should render testing completely unnecessary, I would be most pleased to offer samples of my work to any who may ask. Do not be shy.
(( OOC: I am technically on vacation; Expect backtagging on this thread. ;3; ))