AUDIENCE FOR: Clementine

[guestservices]

Comments

[guestservices]

Is this because of fucking Gemini.

[stillnot]

No.

[ maybe ]

[guestservices]

They're an asshole. Ignore 'em.

[stillnot]

I am ignoring them.

[ it's fine she's here to hang out, there's no stopping this! ]

[guestservices]

[...

they don't know what to do with this, apparently.]

[stillnot]

[ that's fine she's feeling pushy enough to make up for it. ]

Sooo. What're you up to?

[guestservices]

[deadpan]

Assisting you.

[stillnot]

I mean before that.

[guestservices]

Hoping someone else would answer you.

[stillnot]

[ ok, rude ]

Because it's me, or do you just hate doing your job?

[guestservices]

Oh, it's nothing personal. [a wave of their hand] But a tip like that isn't incentive enough for me to pretend I enjoy social interaction.

[stillnot]

Well... What sort of tip would you want instead?

We're basically just stealing things from your work to give back to you, but if there's something else you want. [ she shrugs! ]

[guestservices]

I'd prefer money, but you're all broke and I don't need your tickets.

[stillnot]

We don't even use money in my world anymore...

[guestservices]

Oh, right. You're from the apocalypse or whatever.

[stillnot]

Apparently.

[ no one in an apocalyptic world calls it that, though. ]

Wait, what would you even spend money on?

[guestservices]

[they shrug.]

Being a moneymonger's in my blood. [dryly,] There, that's your neat trivia about me.

[stillnot]

I have more questions.

[ she's ungrateful. ]

When would you even spend that money? After this? Do you get to leave when it's over? Or can you leave whenever you want?

[guestservices]

Can't discuss the details of my employment.

[stillnot]

I'm asking about outside of your employment.

[guestservices]

[they shrug.]

Still counts enough that I don't feel like reneging on that non disclosure agreement I signed. You'll just have to wonder.

[stillnot]

Okay...

Well, what would you want as a tip that's actually something we can do? Since most of us don't have any money.

[guestservices]

If you really want to pay me for my company, practical works best. I don't have any use for sentimental stuff.

[stillnot]

I'll keep it in mind.

[ on another note entirely: ]

Can I have a copy of my contract?

[1/2]

[guestservices]

Word spreads fast, huh? Sure.

[they pull out a binder, flipping through until they reach a page. they take it out, before handing it over to clem for her to read.

as she reads, the words sound familiar, like she's read them before; additionally, the signature at the bottom matches her own perfectly. she will know instinctively that this is the contract that she signed, and that she is bound by its terms.]