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Empire Records and Bidet [2/5]

Nadia opened Empire Records and Bidet for the first time a little bit nervously. She'd never actually had a job before, and she was split between being excited and really really scared.

Fortunately, Lucas would be staying on hand today to help with any issues she might have.

The music mix today was all Argentine pop, all the time. A little techno-y for some tastes, but Nadia always felt it gave her good energy.

[ooc: come, play music, request buttons, harrass the new girl]

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"Yeah." Nadia focused very carefully on her tasks with the cash register. "It's my first day, actually."

"Oh," Walter said brilliantly before remembering and pulling an envelope out of the inside pocket on his waistcoat.

"I have your change from last night. Do you think you could leave the dishes in the third floor common room so I can return them to the restaurant?"

Nadia was pretty sure she ought to be losing feeling in her hands and feet based on how often the blood had rushed to her face today. "Madre del dios," she muttered, then forced herself to smile at Walter. "Yeah, that's no problem. Sorry about running off with them like that. And about--"

She cut herself off before she could dig herself any deeper, and made a mental note to bang her head against the wall repeatedly when she got home. "Any purchases I can help you with?"

The walls at Fandom High were going to be taking a lot of abuse tonight.

"Just those CDs, thanks." Walter handed over what he hoped was enough cash and poked around in the button jar as an excuse to be looking anywhere but at Nadia.

Nadia was, fortunately, looking anywhere but at Walter and thus didn't notice him looking anywhere but at her.

Unfortunately, the cash register didn't yell at her this time. Beating it into submission would have greatly helped her current level of stress.

"Right," she said, after she rang up the purchases and made the change. "There's your change, have a nice day, etc, etc, and" she took a deep breath. "Igiveyoufulllicencetokickmyassinself-defenseclubforhavingbeenacompleteperraeidiotasincelastnight."

She studied her nails and waited for him to either yell at her, or leave. Either way, really.

Igiveyoufulllicencetokickmyassinself-defenseclubforhavingbeenacompleteperraeidiotasincelastnight.

Um...

Walter's lips didn't quite move as he repeated that back to himself at a slower speed.

"We're both going to blame whatever had us singing yesterday. I don't sing to people. You don't do it usually. That's all it was. Just some weird Fandom stuff." He looked at her, waiting for her to look up. "Right?"

Easy out! Take the easy out! Don't be the idiota!

"Yeeeah. Sounds good." Nadia continues studying her nails. She really should get some polish or something. Or a file, shape them up a little. She's not a street kid any more. Time she stops looking like one.

Go away, Walter, go away, go away, ~~don't~~ go away. . . .

"Right. Good." He glanced back over his shoulder at Victor. "Then I'll see you around."

He shouldn't. He really shouldn't, but she's a friend, right? "I'm working tonight, if you get a chance to bring those dishes by. You left without dessert last night."

This startles Nadia enough that she actually looks directly at him. She blinks. Then, slowly, offers him a small smile.

"Okay. I'll, um," She glances over at Victor, then back at her nails. Then she looks up at Walter again. "I'll think about it."

"Okay."

One ~~speedy retreat~~ casual exit, coming right up.

Nadia did not watch him go. She had more important things to do.

Like reorganizing the button bucket. Yeah. Like that.

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