Furnado Animal Shelter, Monday

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A couple of new dogs that had arrived today were fighting, and April was annoyed, because that meant every dog in the place felt the need to bark about it.

What was even worse was that the barking continued when the dogs' fighting evolved into, uh, more playful activities. April thought it was the canine equivalent of cheering them on, maybe, but either way, it was weird. Enough was enough. She fished around in her desk for her headphones.

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"Could you?" he beamed at her. "That'd be awesome." He ran a hand through his hair and added "I don't have dogs of my own, exactly, but I did work at the vet clinic after school."

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April actually showed emotion in response to that - a smile, to be exact. "Dude, that's awesome. How'd you swing that? I would have killed for that in high school."

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Well, it was awesome, Scott had to agree. "I guess I was just really lucky," he said. "Dr. Deaton needed the help, and, well, it's not like I was performing surgery or anything but I liked being a part of making animals feel better, even if it was just petting them after they woke up from an operation."

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God, April was so jealous. Really ridiculously jealous. It didn't show on her face very much, though. Fortunately. She had a reputation.

Suddenly, but with conviction, she asked, "Hey, dude, you want a job?"

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Scott's eyes widened. "Seriously? I mean, yes! I totally want a job."

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"Cool. Pick a day."

April was finally getting to use her assistant manager power! This was exciting!