[Backdated to yesterday.]
[It's Donna. It's Donna at work... nothing unusual about that, right? Except that another secretary comes by to leave some files, and Donna -- what's that? Are her feet up on the desk? ...Yes, yes they are. And she's smacking gum. Not even a moment of acknowledgement when the file is dropped off.
Yet another secretary pokes her head out from the other side of the bullpen.]
Donna? I need Josh on a call with Toby at three. Can you reschedule his meeting on the hill?
Sure, Ginge. Whatever.
[And Donna swings her feet off the desk and spits her gum into her hand before... sticking it under her desk? And then going to type.
Completely ignoring the bottle of sanitizer beside her keyboard.
Welcome to the White House, ladies and gentlemen.]
[OOC: Donna is effected by the Band Candy plot. Donna, Ginger]
Yet another secretary pokes her head out from the other side of the bullpen.]
Donna? I need Josh on a call with Toby at three. Can you reschedule his meeting on the hill?
Sure, Ginge. Whatever.
[And Donna swings her feet off the desk and spits her gum into her hand before... sticking it under her desk? And then going to type.
Completely ignoring the bottle of sanitizer beside her keyboard.
Welcome to the White House, ladies and gentlemen.]
[OOC: Donna is effected by the Band Candy plot. Donna, Ginger]