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Imrahil: *tosses a new form onto Jade's desk* A horsefucker wants out
Jade: Which one? :scans paper: And where have you been recently, anyway? Did you get lost in the files?
Imrahil: I was spending some time with my dear, departed mother
Jade: Oh, really? Is she traumatized?
Imrahil: oh just go look over the form.
Jade: :signs form: Well, given your track record with family, it's a valid question. So, is she?
Imrahil: Well, the pictures of father didn't go over that well. *organizes* Also, I had very little wish to be around while a vampire was busy attacking people. I'm just like that.
Jade: And for that, you've been gone for months? Don't dust her, that's my daughter. :snatches up:
Imrahil: I have not been 'gone for months'. My desk is in a damn closet
Jade: Is that where I stuck it? I knew there had to be something missing. Nice to have you back. Now all I need is for Cali to show up again, and I'll have my entire staff back.
Imrahil: she was off trying to dunk the skeleton in coffee.
Jade: Skeleton? Never mind, I don't want to know.
Jade: Wait, coffee? I didn't know that stuff still existed here
Imrahil: yes, because us normal people need it
Jade: I'm perfectly normal, thank you. I just tend to limit my coffee intake to times when there's a husband around.
Imrahil: right. Of course you are. tea drinker.
Jade: You know, I still have that jar...
Imrahil: I've cleared out all the backlog and improved the filing system
Jade: Hmph. Fine.
Imrahil: *smirks and cleans off his coffee mug*
Jade: After all, it's not my fault you people are uncivilized.
Imrahil: as opposed to drinking stanky leaves floating in water?
Jade: Like boiled beans are that much better.
Imrahil: mmmbeans
Jade: :cuddles Opal: To each his or her own, I suppose. You going to file this? :indicates the form:
Imrahil: *slips it away*
Jade: Thanks.
Imrahil: *efficiency!*
Jade: Yes, yes, you get to stay free. :tosses him a cookie: Good job and all.
Imrahil: bah
Jade: My thoughts exactly. You can go, if you want.
Imrahil: to Arda?
Jade: No, to your desk. Shoo.
Imrahil: *curses and goes back to work*