 Mom says I have no sense of direction, so I packed my bags and right.
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Originally Posted by lazykitty  Was the five knocks really necessary? Did the person on the other side of the door think she was deaf just because she was over forty?
"Come in!" Roxanne called out, not even pausing in her process of introducing those letters whose writers had clearly decided to ignore her request to use recycled paper instead of parchment to her candles. Sure, it created smoke, but she didn't have a fireplace. And she wasn't going to waste her time reading the letters of those who were just going to ignore her anyway. "And be more careful with those doors, that's actual glass in those panels." You know, just in case they couldn't tell already. Though, she couldn't see how they could miss it, since it was rather obvious. Ah good good...She didn't seem to uptight at them moment. Only being picky with the amount of knocks he gave to her door. Warfield opened the door and spoke. "Good day to you as well Ms. Carter, seems like sturdy glass if it could withstand the might of my knocks." Warfield lifted up one of his arms and did a lame fake flexing. He dropped it instantly at the sight of smoke and Roxanne burning letters. "You may want to do that in a less enclosed space." He'd recommend opening the windows, but judging from where her office was those were charmed ones. "or... not at all." He stepped in to her office further and moved over to her desk waving the smoke out of his face, before eyeing the seat opposite her desk. "May I?" He asked, then proceeded to take the seat anyways.
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