Wayne Foundation, Tuesday

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The really nice thing about being the boss was that once you had some workers and the office was in no danger of falling apart because you were fabulously wealthy, it didn't matter if you were seen to be goofing off. In fact, it could even be seen as a good thing. Say, if you were putting a golf ball around the office and because your NPC secretary didn't mind, it might make you seem affable and not, for example, like a cape-wearing lunatic who punches people until all crime goes away forever.

Bruce had some workers. He had some work going on whenever he was at a desk. He had an office handling bigger concerns in Gotham. And right now, he had a gentle touch and was getting the ball in a cup with almost evey putt. And at sentence sounded horribly filthy until it stopped making sense because golf.

Anyway, the office was open.

[OOC: Open, but slow due to RL office, of course.]

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Maddie had heard this place was hiring, so she thought she should probably suck it up and actually ask for a job. She hadn't been at her last job for long enough to earn all of those six figures and her savings wouldn't last forever, after all.

"Mr. Wayne?" she guessed.

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"That's me," Bruce said before putting another ball across the office. "Can I help you?"

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"Yeah," she said, trying to look all confident and hireable and stuff. "I heard you were looking for workers here?"

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"That's true. Out of curiosity, did you hear it from anyone specific, or just because this is a small town and so of course news of a new place got around?" Bruce asked before propping the golf club up against the reception desk.

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"Second thing," she said. "I don't have to know how to play golf, right?"

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"Not unless you're trying to organize a golf outing to raise some money. Come into my office," Bruce said, leading the way. "Do you have any kind of a resume, Miss...?"

That would be him prompting you for your name, Maddie.

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"Berry. Maddie Berry," she said, wishing she could go back in time and even think about making up a resume. "Um, I don't have a resume but I've also only had one job. Technically."

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"That's fine. I don't expect every high school student to have a resume," Bruce said. "What was the job, Maddie?"

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"I was kind of an assistant for... Well, it's sort of gone now." That's what happened when your boss ended up dying horribly via adamantium claw. "Jeremy Briggs ran it. The main point was using superpowers for altruism."

Mostly. Sigh, psychopaths.

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"I'm not familiar with Jeremy Briggs. What shut the place down? Supervillains, government interference, or something else?" Bruce checked.

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Maddie looked really uncomfortable. "Uh. Superheroes. It turned out he had a side project that I totally didn't know about."

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Bruce noticed Maddie's reaction and nodded. "That's actually distressingly common," said the guy who used a charity as part of his cover for punching criminals in the face. "But I promise you that's nothing you have to worry about here. The Wayne Foundation is as transparent as I can possibly make it."

"What kind of projects did you work on?" Bruce asked. "I'm asking that just to gauge your interests. I don't care about Briggs' side projects."

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If nothing else, the Briggs job was turning out to be a bad decision because it sucked to explain when trying to get a job. "Mostly, a cure for superpowers," she said. "It's a long story, but we both came from somewhere where powers were being forced on kids. But he also did stuff like helping out kids in Haiti and things. That's really the sort of thing I want to do."

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"You'll get the opportunity to do that," Bruce said. "We usually focus the bulk of our attention on local issues. But we're large enough that we can do a lot around the world, too. And now that I have an office here, I don't see why time or space should be much of an impediment."

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"...You haven't rejected me yet?" she asked.

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"My goal is to help people. From what I'm hearing, so is yours. And you're apparently honest enough to admit that your previous workplace was.... let's call it 'partially shady,'" Bruce said. "But if you're willing to give this kind of work another chance, I don't see why I shouldn't give you a chance."

Also, he was a school donor. If she was actual trouble, he was confident he'd hear about it very quickly. "But if you're serious about working here, I do have to warn you that I'm not looking for an assistant. I'm going to want you to pick your own projects and do what needs to be done for them. I'll just be here supporting you however I can." With unthinkable amounts of money. "What do you think?"

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Well you just became way more awesome than Giant-Man, Bruce.

"I think that's definitely something I want to be in on," she said, trying not to look too excited about it. Which she failed at.

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"What day works best for you, Maddie?" Bruce asked. "I'll make sure to be here for at least your first shift in case you have any questions. After that, I'll either be around, or I'll make sure to be here if you need me for something."

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"Well, Friday's kind of busy this semester. Maybe Monday? Does Monday work?" she checked.

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"Monday is fine," Bruce said. He was glad she hadn't said Friday, of course, for reasons that were obvious to him. "I'll make sure your desk is set up before then."