Early morning inside the Chamber of Commerce main lobby.
?Good Morning, Miss Westbury.?
?Brian, good morning and how?re you??
?That day?s just started. However, it hasn?t been a bad start and you??
?Not so bad, I came in a bit early to begin going through some new applications and work permits for the stall renovation project.?
?Is that so?? a chuckle escaped Brian, as he neared the desk. As he did so, Miss Westbury turned around for something, allowing him to act quickly as he deftly placed a cup of coffee, along with a bagged pastry on her desk. That being done, he made his office area, pausing just around the corner from the lobby. Wait for it?.
?Damn it, Brian! You know what this?ll do to me! I swear one of these day?s I?m going to--- mmph--- Oh my.. This is good!?
Fighting the urge to break out into a fit of laughter on the spot, Brian asked rather innocently. ?What was that, Christine??
?Mmrph? Nothing, you damnable child! One of these days, you?ll rue bringing in these tasty treats, Brian Ravenlock!?
?But that day is not today?? Brian asked with a shake of head, remaining just around that corner.
?No, today is not that day, Brian. Also some new applications are on your desk.?
?Copy that, Christine! An thanks again, for everything.?
Leaving Miss Westbury to her breakfast type noms, Brian made his way down the hall a bit and opened the door to his office. Leaving said door open, he moved inside tossing his coat to a nearby chair as a quick glance was taken of the rather empty room. ?Mental note, get my furniture back in here ASAP..?
A few steps later, he was standing next to his desk, going through the applications Miss Westbury had made mention of. ?Hmm, this?ll work? Nice. Flower shop? Terran no less, that?s a new one. Lessee?Sexy Sally?s Hand Tools of Erotic Pleasure?specializing in replica pen?I don?t think an open stall is gonna work for that one? Damned original though. Maga?wait an actual Comic shop? Oh hells yes, that gets pushed here to this pile. Hmm, an upgrade to three existing stalls?that?ll be good. An- what?s this??
A brow somewhat raised as Brian looked to the last application in hand, ?Noah?s Wooden Wonders? Hand crafted wooden creations...?
The application was checked further, as Brian began to smile more so. ?Well played, indeed. I like it? I like it a lot.?
Reaching for a nearby stamp, Brian stamped said application and then called out, ?Christine!?
A mouth full o? pastry was what passed for a reply, to which Brian quickly answered. ?Get a hold of Noah Bird, see if we can get him in here.?
Another mouth full o? pastried reply was heard, as Brian nodded to himself. He set the application in a tray marked ?Approved?. ?Welcome to the Marketplace, Noah Bird. Let?s see what kind of a go, you make of it.?
?Good Morning, Miss Westbury.?
?Brian, good morning and how?re you??
?That day?s just started. However, it hasn?t been a bad start and you??
?Not so bad, I came in a bit early to begin going through some new applications and work permits for the stall renovation project.?
?Is that so?? a chuckle escaped Brian, as he neared the desk. As he did so, Miss Westbury turned around for something, allowing him to act quickly as he deftly placed a cup of coffee, along with a bagged pastry on her desk. That being done, he made his office area, pausing just around the corner from the lobby. Wait for it?.
?Damn it, Brian! You know what this?ll do to me! I swear one of these day?s I?m going to--- mmph--- Oh my.. This is good!?
Fighting the urge to break out into a fit of laughter on the spot, Brian asked rather innocently. ?What was that, Christine??
?Mmrph? Nothing, you damnable child! One of these days, you?ll rue bringing in these tasty treats, Brian Ravenlock!?
?But that day is not today?? Brian asked with a shake of head, remaining just around that corner.
?No, today is not that day, Brian. Also some new applications are on your desk.?
?Copy that, Christine! An thanks again, for everything.?
Leaving Miss Westbury to her breakfast type noms, Brian made his way down the hall a bit and opened the door to his office. Leaving said door open, he moved inside tossing his coat to a nearby chair as a quick glance was taken of the rather empty room. ?Mental note, get my furniture back in here ASAP..?
A few steps later, he was standing next to his desk, going through the applications Miss Westbury had made mention of. ?Hmm, this?ll work? Nice. Flower shop? Terran no less, that?s a new one. Lessee?Sexy Sally?s Hand Tools of Erotic Pleasure?specializing in replica pen?I don?t think an open stall is gonna work for that one? Damned original though. Maga?wait an actual Comic shop? Oh hells yes, that gets pushed here to this pile. Hmm, an upgrade to three existing stalls?that?ll be good. An- what?s this??
A brow somewhat raised as Brian looked to the last application in hand, ?Noah?s Wooden Wonders? Hand crafted wooden creations...?
The application was checked further, as Brian began to smile more so. ?Well played, indeed. I like it? I like it a lot.?
Reaching for a nearby stamp, Brian stamped said application and then called out, ?Christine!?
A mouth full o? pastry was what passed for a reply, to which Brian quickly answered. ?Get a hold of Noah Bird, see if we can get him in here.?
Another mouth full o? pastried reply was heard, as Brian nodded to himself. He set the application in a tray marked ?Approved?. ?Welcome to the Marketplace, Noah Bird. Let?s see what kind of a go, you make of it.?