| Pygmy Puff
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Hogwarts RPG Name:
Phoenix Marchbanks
Ravenclaw Fourth Year
Hogwarts RPG Name:
Wiley Whittebrook
Hufflepuff Second Year
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|  Unforgivably Cursed | adultescent
SPOILER!!: Ariana, Victoria, Langen, Robert Quote:
Originally Posted by JennMarie  She was kissing the babies head as another woman approached them. "Yes everything is fine thank you." she said still eyeing all the mascots still as they all backed off. "Just fi.. oh! Mariel.. is it?" that'd be embarrassing if not. "Ethan's Aunt?" riiight? was she right? She'd met her briefly quite a few times but Ariana was never one to remember faces that well. "the event is lovely by the way." she did work in this area, yeah? heh mummy brain. Quote:
Originally Posted by carpediem Okay, Langen would admit, she was a bit of a flirt, but the charm seemed to have paid off. Because now he was asking her what to buy. And well, of course she wasn't going to mention low priced items. He was a quidditch player for goodness sakes, he could pay for the higher ones. But still, she had blushed before, and not in the way she had don when the chesnut haired girl made stupid mistakes at work or when she got an answer wrong in class. But... whatever. He was married. And older. And the twenty year old had stuff to do before she even thought about anything like that.
"Well, we have lots of merchandise here. Let's see, I'm betting your kids have brooms, but do they have ~new~ brooms? Kids grow extremely fast, why not get new brooms for the tykes?" She was speaking fasterthan normal on purpose, making sure that she only enuciated key words. Get him buying all the expensive stuff and get the ministry money. But still, there was an edge to her flirting with him that she kind of missed. Whatever. He was old. And she had a sister and mom to take care of. She couldn't get in the middle of anything like this right now. Also, cue the game show host movements over the brooms to make them look more appealing. How did that even work? Was there any legitimate science about that? It was hard to know.
"And if brooms seem like too much, get your kids a shirt with your team on it, so they'll always be supporting their dad." She was becoming good at this. But this sale was taking a while. Seriously, the brown eyed girl saw houses sell faster than this! More charm, or less charm. Her boss was looking now and it didn't seem like she was happy. Okay, well that could be fixed. And without coffee too. Big sales made bosses happy, right? Hmm, maybe she could be a muggle sales woman if this ministry thing didn't work out.
"Of course, nothing says Happy Birthday like getting ~both~ for your kids. Something to consider. Maybe get something for your wife too?" Merlins beard! The tall girl was asking for a lot here. But hopefully the sales charm paid off, because he looked amused. Smiling once more at him, she sent her boss a secret "sorry if I'm coming on really strong, but making big sales here" look. Quote:
Originally Posted by Bazinga As Mariel said about Langen she noticed the girl finally out of the corner of her eye. “Yes, I think Langen would be perfect since she’s overlooking this area.” She couldn’t help but squint at her. She knew she wasn’t a sales person for the day, right? Their job wasn’t to sell things it was to make sure the entire event ran smoothly. She kept watching her a bit more as she seemed chummy with the player. Maybe she knew him personally? Though he seemed much much older, maybe an uncle or something. Vic didn’t put much thought into it and turned to look at other things. The mascots seemed to be doing better and had the baby stopped crying? That was fantastic it, didn’t need people running off because they were annoyed by a baby.
Overhearing Mariel giving Langen a job that they had just discussed the thirty five year old’s brown eyes snapped as it seemed Langen ignored Mariel fully. She hadn’t even said anything to show she heard the Department Head’s words. No, no this wasn’t going to go over well, but Mariel was the head boss, so she figured she’d let her continue to deal with the issue for now. If Langen kept up the flirty behavior and ignoring her duties she’d be pulled from the area to do something different. Quote:
Originally Posted by Cinn-O-Bun Robert was watching the girl rather amused as she chatted on about what he could by though he already knew what he was going to do it was amusing nonetheless. He looked up as he heard his name and put on his, I'm famous look at me, grin. This time however the face looked familiar though he couldn't place it. When she introduced himself though his grin turned genuine and he laughed, "I remember you. Couldn't place the face though." Before he could say anything else though her attention turned to the young woman he was with.
He reached up and scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed. Obviously Mariel was this one's boss. He didn't mean to get anyone in trouble. Then the banter went from playful and flirty to all business and he sighed. Oh well. "I'll take two of everything with Puddlemere United on it," he said offhandedly. He did that every place he went and Liz hated it but tough. Only thing he wouldn't get from these places was brooms not because the quality was worse but because then Liz really would kill him. He turned his attention to Mariel and smiled, "So besides putting these things together what have you been doing?" Mariel was slightly distracted now, her focus mainly on making sure this area was going well, though she did try to indulge in some conversation as well. "Hmm?" Green eyes landed back on Minerva's friend again as she spoke. Ah good, was her child settled now? "Yes.. it is Mariel and I am Ethan's aunt," she nodded slightly, giving the young woman a faint smile. She had seen her last when Gunnar was born, but she remembered her all the same, being at her nephew's wedding as well. Ariana.. it took her a minute, but she was fairly certain that that was her name. "Thank you, I do hope you're enjoying yourself.." It was nice to hear that things were going well from the attendees as well.
But really, work was on her mind right at the moment, as there were a couple minor issues that needed worked out at the moment and she turned her eyes back to Victoria again. "Yes, one would think that," she said somewhat pointedly. Langen was meant to be supervising the area, yet she seemed to not understand the job description. Did she not realize that they had paid people to ring things up for them? "There appears to be some sort of misunderstanding," she mentioned flatly to her Quidditch Division Manager. "We have enough salesgirls here." And not only was the girl was coming on far too strong for her liking in a couple different ways but she did not at all acknowledge what she had said to her. A big mistake in Mariel's eyes, perhaps she would have been better suited elsewhere.
What was she doing? Mariel watched Langen a moment longer, eyebrow raised and clearly unimpressed as she began even more aggressively making her sales pitch. She took a very deep breath, inhaling then exhaling through her nose before stepping closer to her so as to speak to her privately. She was not a fan of public reprimanding and spoke lowly so that she was heard, but only by Langen. "Miss Rathers," she began calmly, trying to remain professional and keep the sharpness out of her voice. "I require you to supervise this area, making sure things are running smoothly and assisting where necessary, such as answering questions, pointing people in the right direction, making suggestions as needed. I do not need you to pressure anyone into making purchases, least of all the players." They were their guests and did not need anyone cramming merchandise down their throats that they likely already owned. Nor did she care to have any of her employees looking for a date with one of the players when they were to remain professional while working. "You are not being employed as a salesgirl here, we have clerks to ring up sales." She gestured to the people contracted through the stadium. "I ask that you oversee this area. If that is too much responsibility, tell me now and I will place you elsewhere." Hopefully she was clear about her duties now because it was essential that everything run smoothly today.
That being taken care of, Mariel walked back over to Robert and offered him a small smile. "My apologies," she mentioned rather distractedly, for a few reasons, none that needed mentioning now as it was over and done with in the 29 year old's mind. But at least the man seemed pretty good-natured about everything and had taken it all in stride. Two of everything? "Oh, only if you really want all of that.." she began, looking a bit dubiously. "I certainly don't want you to feel pressured into buying so much. Certainly you probably own much of the Puddlemere United merchandise?" She had to chuckle at the last bit but.. was it because of the aggressive sales pitch? She certainly didn't want the players to feel uncomfortable. But she supposed that was left to him now. She had reminded Langen of her duties here today and not much could be done about what had already transpired.
She smiled a bit wider as she heard his question. "Well.. once this event is over, the next thing I have to plan is a wedding." She wiggled the fingers of her left hand a bit. The brunette knew that men likely did not gush over rings the way her girlfriends did, but she did not care. It was far too exciting for her to not show it off. "And though I thoroughly enjoy overseeing the department, I do at times miss my days playing pro." It had been more than a few years now and though she thought she still looked fantastic, she knew she wasn't in quite the exquisite athletic shape she had once been in. It was telling when she went back to New Zealand for a few days last year to train with her old team and ended up injured. "And you.. things are going well?" She did try to keep up with some of the pros who she remembered from school or elsewhere. "How's Elizabeth? Did she come with you today?" It would be nice to say hello to her as well.
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