cryptic much?
Who: Cho Takahashi and Jay Wainwright
What: addressing concerns
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Jay's post office
It was surprising how many people who were too busy to talk to her suddenly found that they had the time if she waved afresh cookie in front of them. Seriously, how could they appreciate food and still eat the stuff that the army provided? It boggled the mind.
Five cookies later, Cho was standing outside the makeshift post office trying to decide what exactly she wanted to ask first. Well, surely something would come to her. Or perhaps she'd get lucky and Wainwright would be the sort who liked to talk.
She opened the door and stepped inside, glancing around, and then addressing a demon soldier who was sorting mail. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a Mister Wainwright, please."
What: addressing concerns
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: Jay's post office
It was surprising how many people who were too busy to talk to her suddenly found that they had the time if she waved afresh cookie in front of them. Seriously, how could they appreciate food and still eat the stuff that the army provided? It boggled the mind.
Five cookies later, Cho was standing outside the makeshift post office trying to decide what exactly she wanted to ask first. Well, surely something would come to her. Or perhaps she'd get lucky and Wainwright would be the sort who liked to talk.
She opened the door and stepped inside, glancing around, and then addressing a demon soldier who was sorting mail. "Excuse me, I'm looking for a Mister Wainwright, please."