Room 513 of Internation Relations; Friday Afternoon [ 01/09 ].

[stocksgrrl]

The devil-beast had been taken care of, so Turtle knew she could pull out all of her files and folders without having to worry about the precious business information contained within being spoiled by dog drool or consumption. There was a lot of stuff there, and it was all fairly organized, but Turtle still wasn't entirely sure where to start

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[scary_jeff]

"Turtle!" Jeff stuck his head into the room, and then stuck the rest of himself into the room, and shut the door behind him. "Are we ready?"

He was way too excited about this.

[stocksgrrl]

Turtle grinned up at him from where she was seated at the center of the floor and nodded. "We're ready," she told him. "I've got anything I think we might need out."

[scary_jeff]

"Are there folders?" Jeff asked, flopping down on the floor next to her. He immediately started to rifle through things. "You've got to have folders!"

He'd seen it on the telly.

[stocksgrrl]

"I've got a whole stack of them and then some right here," Turtle said, patting the pile of very neatly stacked folders. "And there are more in all the file boxes. Which do you think would be the most important to start with?"