Date: 2005-08-07 08:04 pm (UTC)
Sister Mary didn't immediately answer. Instead she made a bit of a show of rifling through a stack of meticulously organized papers. When she did pull out a bright pink folder, she chanced to look up at the demon standing on the other side of the desk.

And she was certain that he was, indeed, a Demon.

Cautiously, she walked around the desk only to trip on the over-long front piece of her housecoat. She barely caught herself on the corner of the desk. With as much dignity as she could muster under the increasingly strained circumstances, she handed the Demon a lilac-colored (and scented) job application form.

Then she cleared her throat twice as she was desperately wracking her brain, trying to remember the proper coded greeting for one of Hell's Envoys.

But she was coming up short. It'd been such a long time since she'd entertained anyone from Below. Instead, she settled for biting her bottom lip, and nervously sputtered, "Yes, there are several positions open. I'd need to know about previous work experience in the restaurant business, talk to a couple of references, and know when you'd be able to start. Er-- do you have any experience serving people food or alcohol?"
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