 *randomly tagged* | Norbert(a) | The Wandmaker (tm)
Perhaps Conley was wrong, but something seemed off about the young lady. Perhaps it was the hesitation before she answered, perhaps it was that she stiffened when he walked up? But whatever was ‘off,’ wasn’t the type of off that alarmed Conley. No he didn’t feel the need to call Security. Instead it was the ‘off’ that indicated that perhaps the young lady was a wee bit overwhelmed. Perhaps she was lost?
A stammered response came when he asked her where she was headed and he figured it was the latter issue. ”Well, Ms. January Bone’s assistant,” Conley repeated warmly in an attempt at breaking the ice. ”I am headed that way as well.” Just then the lift came. With a loud clank and a small boom, the doors opened. ” Care to join me?” he asked motioning toward the lift.
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