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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 9:12:26 GMT -5
"Pay well at all?"
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 9:20:32 GMT -5
Tag shrugged, biting her lip.
"Depends on... Well, all on you, really. If you can make the paper seem more appealing than it really is, you'll do all right. Almost everyone has another job or two on the side, though."
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 9:32:00 GMT -5
Copper curled his upper lip, it was an unsatisfactory answer.
"Eh. I'll look for something else, then."
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 9:33:45 GMT -5
"What are you good at, then?" She folded her napkin and set it on her empty plate, putting her elbows on the table.
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 9:37:05 GMT -5
Copper thought for only a few seconds before answering honestly.
"Nothin'."
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 9:39:25 GMT -5
"Oh." Tag frowned. "Well, then I have no suggestions."
After a few seconds, Tag sighed. "You have to be good at something, yeah?"
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 9:41:48 GMT -5
"I'm really, really not," Copper said. "I can speak an okay amount of French. J'ai pris des classes à l'école tandis que ma soeur prenait des Espagnols. Elle toujours a aimé les hommes plus foncés cependant." He shrugged, showing off a bit.
"And I can draw a little. Nothing really good. No one's gonna pay me to do those things."
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 9:47:05 GMT -5
"I think there's a French restaurant somewhere on Broadway. You could try to get a job there..." She offered. She didn't want to think about anyone, especially someone she's talked to, out in the world with no money, no job, no prospects...
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 9:49:00 GMT -5
"Maybe," Copper grinned. "I have always been good with people... Am I good with you?" he asked for confirmation. "I've been outta practice in Missouri. It's why I sat down in the first place."
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 9:53:27 GMT -5
Tag blushed a bit but grinned all the while.
"Well, I rarely ever talk to strangers this much."
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 9:57:44 GMT -5
"Sounds like I'm on the right track, then," he smiled, pleased with himself.
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 10:02:34 GMT -5
"Sounds like it." Tag smiled and thanked the waitress as she took their empty plates and set down the bill. Tag took it stealthily and dug in her pockets for the change she needed.
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 10:04:10 GMT -5
Copper slid her a nickel out of his own pocket.
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Post by Tag Along on Aug 22, 2011 10:19:49 GMT -5
Tag didn't even blink an eye. She left the nickel where it was and paid for both of their meals with her profit from today.
She waved to the waitress and handed her the money when she came over.
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Post by Copper on Aug 22, 2011 10:25:04 GMT -5
Copper looked at her wide-eyed.
"Why'd you do that?" he asked, looking at her a little suspiciously.
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