The Arms Hotel Thursday 6/15

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Clark had talked to the staff, who seemed to know what they were doing, which came as a relief to him. but a few npc's minor staffers had quit when Crowly left, leaving him with some job openings.

He was sitting at the front desk, aquainting himself with the computer system and the desk in general. On the counter were two signs:

UNDER NEW MANAGEMENT

NOW HIRING

ooc: open for anyone, I know Ranma expressed an interest in getting a job here, anyone else? Or just come to chat or check in or what have you

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Phoebe was surprised that the Arms was under new management, but Crowley had promised her a job. Hopefully the new management would honour that... and let her keep her room there?

She wasn't sure, so she decided to talk to the new manager before deciding things.

She was curious to see whom Crowley had tricked into this job.

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Clark looked up from the computer, which he'd just about figured out, except what it meant when it told him it had attempted an illegal action. That worried him.

"Oh, hello." he smiled. "Can I help you?"

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She smiled.

"I'm Phoebe Haliwell," she said in a friendly manner. "I have a room that I sometimes use here," she explained. "I wanted to see if I was still going to be able to keep it with new management? Oh! And I was supposed to apply for a job."

She cocked her head. "How did Crowley get you?"

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Clark looked her up on the computer and saw that she did indeed have a room. "Well as long as you can pay for the room I see no reason why you can't keep it." Clark said. Of course he was often too nice for his own good and might let her keep it regardless if she was in dire enough straits.

"What sort of job would you like?" he asked. "We have plenty of openings. And Crowly stuck the paperwork under my nose and I was in such a hurry that I didn't read carefully enough, except to make sure there was nothing about selling my soul."

He looked ruefull. "though in retrospect, I had been looking for a job for a while."

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Phoebe grinned, happy that she would be able to keep her suite. "That's good. I use the penthouse when I need to get away from everything and everyone for a bit of time."

She thought for a moment. "Well, I'm good with people and computers... and thanks to Crowley, I do know the ins and outs and paperwork of the place."

She laughed.

"Be thankful that's all that Anthony did to you, was make you work here. I went to him to protect my soulmate and ended up signing something that made me his. Of course, I didn't find out until some time later that it was a marriage contract that I signed."

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Clark blanched at what she'd said, and was surprised at how blase she was about it. "he what?"

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"He was tormenting the man I love and I wanted him to back off of him." Phoebe nodded. "It happened in January. I've had a lot of time to get used to it. Believe me, though, I didn't make tying me to him easy, no sir. I'm a Halliwell. You don't trap us without consequences." She shook her head. "My friends Kiki and Lana helped keep me sane and Kiki and did small vengeful things."

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"What happens when he comes to collect?" Clark looked very disturbed. He'd made a deal with a Demon, he knew that, but this here was almost a job for...well you know.

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Phoebe shrugged. "I don't think he will. He wants to keep me alive and besides, I think leaving with no word might be the same as abandoning me."

Oh yes, Denial is a wonderful thing.

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Clark wasn't so sure, but he firmly resolved, as it was his way, that power or no power he wouldn't let her be taken against her will.

"Uhm, well let's hope. Anyway, you came looking for a job. Someone who knows the ins and outs of this place would certainly be usefull. How's a job as a front desk clerk suit you?"

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Phoebe beamed at him. "I can certainly handle that, sir," she said cheerfully.

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"Excellent." Clark said smiling. "When can you start?"

I don't remember what the legal working without a work permit age is, but if you just wanna handwave that anyway, no problem

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"When do you need me?"

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"Well you're going to the summer camp right?" Clark asked, looking at the reservation book. "I can use you whenever you're free, but I don't want to put a cramp in your social life."

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Phoebe smiled. "I appreciate that sir. Monday and Tuesday, I have no workshops. Thursdays and Fridays they're in the mornings. So, I can work afternoons and evenings and weekends as long as I don't have to stay too late on Saturdays."

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Clark jotted all that down. "I think that should be just fine." he said.

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Phoebe was smiling happily. "Great."

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"So then I'll see you here bright and early on saturday, and you can tell me if I messed anything up on the computer." Clark smirked.

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Phoebe grinned. "Will do." She cocked her head. "By the way, what do I call you?"

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Facepalm. "I'm sorry I seem to keep doing this, have an entire conversation before I get around to introducing myself. My names is Clark Kent. Pleased to meet you."

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Ranma poked in again on his way to explore. He tries to go out whenever it's not raining. He Sees the sign and smiles at Clark. "Say! You need an employee? I've actually been looking for a job!"

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Clark smiled at the young man. "Well lucky you came in then." he said. "Do you have any experience working in the hospitality industry?"

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"Can't say I have too much but I learn really fast. And I'm a pretty friendly guy." He flashes a big smile, hoping to prove his point. He figures mentioning how cute his girl form looks in a maid outfit could be his wildcard if the smile doesn't work.

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"Well let's see," Clark said, thinking of all the duties working in any of the staff positions might entail. "Friendliness is certainly an asset. How'd you like a job as a bellboy?"

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"No problem. I can carry anything. You can test me if you want." My he's quite an eagar beaver today.

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Clark grinned. Good to see enthusiasm in today's youth. "Well I don't have anything in need of carrying just now."

he fished out a job application. "If you could just fill this out," he said.

if you wish to have a bit about proof of legal right to work in the United States you may, but I won't press it

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That's probably not a good idea XD I dunno if he's got all that or not. I never really thought about it. But he does have parent permission to be here and he's under 18 so... I really don't know.

Ranma takes it greatfully. "I'll have it back to you soon. Do you want me to drop it off? Handwavily even?"

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"Sure." Clark said. "Most of our business seems to be on the weekends, but I know that's when most of the fun happens too. Can you work saturday and sunday afternoons? And if any big event comes up I'll probably need you then too."

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"Both sound fine. I'd be glad to." He's reading the form carefully on his way out. "I'll be seeing you soon then! I can strat this weekend if that's fine by you."

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"Yes that's perfect, see you then." Clark called after him.

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He waves cheerful and smiles.