Sachiko stared at the girl. "But I asked nicely and daddy says if you ask nicely you will be rewarded so you should reward me," she said, her hands extended in grabby hand fashion. She threw a confident BEAMY smile over her shoulder at her daddy and mama before her attention went back to the girl. "Besides, daddy says that you are here to do whatever we ask you do to, so I'm asking you to give me."

Cue another cute beamy face.

She had her OFFICIAL BUSINESS TUTU on and everything, so they HAD to listen to her. Duh.

And this was him ignoring his daughter for now. He could only take so much....female at a time. Besides, Harley was better at laying down the law when it came to Sachiko. Ryoma was not good on the discipline field, never had been and probably never would. At least not in regards to today.

"As I was saying, we have a few tasks for you, but the most urgent has to do with bed linens and," his eyes drifted towards his klepto daughter. "Missing socks. Every customer that has checked out of here recently has filed a complaint about having one of their socks go missing. Harley and I believe that Sachiko knows where they are." Because she had to be the one to have taken them in the first place. "But she isn't talking."

Nope, she was tugging on the one intern's shirt and being all pest-like because she wanted something. Good luck with that.

"Your first task of the day is to go up to the guest rooms and remove the dirty linens from the beds and put fresh ones on. You can find all your supplies on the linen trolley upstairs." Oh, yeah, don't be surprised if Sachiko follows you, yeah? "I'll be behind the bar attending to customers if you need me."

He glanced over at Harley to see if she had anything to add or if the girls had any questions. If not, well, then they best get to work.

This would have been ten times more exciting for Harley if Sachiko was not causing a scene at the moment. Interns meant new blood in the Leaky Cauldron and she LOVED her child, but a woman could only handle so many mistakes, mischief and mishaps before she went insane. So new people- new FEMALE people- was a nice change of pace. A really nice change of pace. And yet, Sachiko didn't seem to think so.

Why was THEIR child the certifiable kleptomaniac? They ran a business where people brought their things and stayed...it was the WORST possible place to have a thief. Yes, Ryoma, a thief. They had argued a million times before that she was no thief, just curious, but look at her in that little tutu. Beneath that cute exterior was a klepto.

She was momentarily distracted when Ryoma introduced her as his Harley. Blink. Well, that was unprofessional. This was their first day with the girls, WHICH SHE WAS STILL BOUNCING WITH PINK, BUBBLY JOY ABOUT, and now they were gonna think she was just his Harley. Hmph. He was getting glares.

Plastering on a bright, sunshine happy smile to the girls she added, "And if you girls have any que-" SACHIKO senses tingling.

Her blonde head snapped to the side to see her positively harassing the Penelope girl about her necklace. It was too EARLY for this Chiki. Walking over to her daughter, she wrapped her arms around her baby girl's middle and lifted her up.

Plopping her on the other side of the room she chastised, "What does Mummy say about taking other people's things? Hmm?" Getting so wrapped up in parenting their child, Harley missed all of Ryoma's little pep talk to the girls. When he was finally done, she perked her head up to look over at them and added with a sweet smile, "Everything Ryoma said. Oh and dears? If you need anything don't hesitate to ask. We're here to help."

Ryoma Shiradou HANDLE your daughter!

'Daddy' needed to give this kid a reality check clearly. Sure, asking nicely usually could get you things and it was way better than acting like a brat and throwing a tantrum, but asking nicely didn't GUARANTEE you would get something. "That might work with your dad, but it won't on me. I'm not giving this necklace away." And yeah...she didn't take orders from a three-year-old. Or however old the girl was. Penelope couldn't be bothered with remembering the child's age right now. "Giving away necklaces isn't in my job description." And now that she thought about it... "Why don't you go ask your dad nicely about going out and buying you one like this? I'm sure he'd love to reward you." So go bother your dad instead of us, please and thank you.

But instead of the girl's dad doing anything about all this, it was the mum, Harley, who grabbed the child. Long as someone did though, Penelope didn't care who.

So now she could listen. No surprise about the missing socks. She wasn't gonna be the one to try to get the little girl to talk though. Nope, someone else could try that. Now was time just to replace the linens, which she was sure she could do just fine. Not particularly fun, but not really hard either.

So yeah, she was ready to go start now, she supposed. "Alright, I guess I can do that. And thanks." That was mostly towards the woman, considering she'd gotten the kid away from her and offered to help if they needed it and all.

Cassia was watching Penelope and the kid with such interest. This was interesting, she made bets with her own self whether Penelope was going to give away the necklace. Which she didn't happen, she saw that coming. Though, to be honest, the cute faces the kid was making might have worked on Cassia. She had a soft side. It showed on occasions, though.

Tearing her attention away from the interesting scene, she looked at Sharidou and paid attention to what her was saying. She nodded her head expecting everything until...they reached the socks part. Oookay, was that a common task? Or was it only her not knowing about it. If Penelope was surprised she didn't show it. Was Sky surprised.

"Uh-huh," She said as a proof of hearing, understanding, and agreeing to all that. Though while listening she watched the woman, take away the kid and talk to her. Cassia couldn't make out the words and figured they were the ones a mother told her kid when the kid was acting...kiddy-like? Nothing of importance.

She pushed herself to the edge of the chair preparing to get UP and go to change the linens. But she waited for the two girls so they'd go together. And while that, she was only thinking of how to get the little child to admit where she was hiding the socks. Hmmm..That was going to be tough.

The snake so far had one option. Bribing. Kids were easily bribed. Hoping this girl was no exception.

"Shall we go?" She asked Sky and Penelope.

Really? Trying to get info out of a child? Wasn't that the PARENT'S job not some random intern's? So yes, the Shiradous were getting looks. Ones that said 'take care of your own child'. Because, again, she wasn't here for that.

And the bed linens? She'd just supervise that, thank you. Intern didn't equal housekeeper, just so they knew. They were supposed to be learning about the RESTAURANT business, not being the maids/babysitters. At this point, she would have been better off spending her summer trying to convince her mother to let her work at Nom Nom's. But she did get up. "Let's go."

No sense fighting it now. He was in the dog house and would be sleeping with their dalmatian tonight. Why fight it?

Turning his attention away from his thrashing daughter - who was still going on about that stupid necklace - he raised an eyebrow at the three girls. "Well, what are you waiting for? Get a move on," he said with a thumb jab towards the door. The guest rooms were waiting.

Sachiko had to listen to her. After all, she was her mother, but that concept was apparently lost on her daughter. Sigh. RYOMA PLEASE HELP. He hadn't been doing much of anything to stop her since he brought her here and now she was handling her.

The interns knew what they had to do. It was all very nice and well, but now there was a Harley in need. Okay? So come and help her. Cute face.

"Sachiko, that isn't YOUR necklace."

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Sachiko had to listen to her. After all, she was her mother, but that concept was apparently lost on her daughter. Sigh. RYOMA PLEASE HELP. He hadn't been doing much of anything to stop her since he brought her here and now she was handling her.

The interns knew what they had to do. It was all very nice and well, but now there was a Harley in need. Okay? So come and help her. Cute face.

"Sachiko, that isn't YOUR necklace."

Sachiko flailed and somehow managed to wiggle free from her mama's grip and landed with THUD on the floor on her bum. But she bounced right back up on her feet and blew a quick raspberry at her mama. "Yet," she BEAMED as she ran towards the stairs, falling on her face once in her haste, but managing to run up the stairs without scraping up her knees too badly.

She stopped at the top of the stairs and looked at her three slaves the three Impterns. "Come ooooooooooooooon!" And then she turned around and ran out the door, into the seating area, and up the stairs to the guest rooms.

Oh, and those missing socks? SO not her. SO. NOT. HER.

So there

Harley thanked her lucky stars that Ryoma had a business trip the day that the next batch of interns were due to show up. Last summer had been nothing short of a disaster what with the gremlin their daughter had picked up as well as Ryoma's litany of shenanigans that he imparted on the interns....their first day.

So this would be far more convenient. Harley in charge. Breathe it all in. This was how the Leaky Cauldron ALWAYS should be run...with a woman's touch. And it would be so peaceful introducing the new interns to the Leaky since, well, her daughter was subdued...upstairs.

The blonde straightened out her shirt and plastered on a bright, sweet smile. Right then. Everything was going off without a hitch. She was ready for the interns.

Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Everything possible had went wrong this morning.

Not ONLY did Sawyer decide to use her favorite shirt she wanted to wear as a net this morning to catch tadpoles. . But Chase decided to use her hairbrush and lord only knows what Micah did with her boots she wanted to wear. She didnt know but she did know she was going to hand it to them when she got home. Walking to the back of the shop as instructed Avery knocked on the door to the back room place as she threw her red hair up into a low ponytail, cant have all this hair being all in the way. She only hoped there were little to no boys interning here as well. Six brothers at home was enough.

"MAMAAAAAAAAAAA! MAMAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"

Sachiko's voice came ringing from up the stairs as she awoke from her slumber. Mama had played a mean trick on her, telling her that it was okay to sleep in as late as she wanted. At first this had pleased her, because sleep was very important for princesses, BUT THEN she remembered that all the minions were coming today. Papa's words. And she couldn't NOT be there to meet the minions and tell them what to do.

She was really good at that.

STORMING into the store room, she marched right up next to her mother and tugged on her arm. "MAMAAAAAAAAAA! I'm here." BEAM.


She then noticed that the first minion was here and, in true 6-year-old fashion, pointed bluntly at the girl. "The first minion is here, mama. As princess, I will inspect her for you." And then she did just that. She walked uncomfortably close to the girl and squuuuuuuuuuuuinted at her. "Oh! This," she said as she tugged on the minion's arm. "I like this. I want this. Please." BEAM. And then she started tugging on the pretty watch to try and take it off. OH! Almost forgot. "Thaaaaaaaaank you."

Princesses needed to be polite when taking things.

As soon as her knock was completed she was welcomed into the backroom of the shop and Avery being as polite as ever went to open her mouth and introduce herself when a high pitched shout was heart from upstairs. If she was back on the farm shed assume a fox or something had gotten stuck in the attack amd was screaming for help. Only, it wasnt a fox stuck in an attack....

It was a child.

A FEMALE child coming down from upstairs and Avery couldnt help but BEAM at her, she always always wanted a little sister... but no, six brothers is what she was delt.
She looked down at the girl grinnging of course, up untill the little one called her a minion..... O____O

A what?!

She blinked and looked between the woman and the child as the girl got all up in Avery's business.. "scuse me." she said taking a small step back her country accent promint as the girl practically stood on her feet. "Hi Im Ave--" pulling, tugging.. PULLING..

The child wanted her ARM!

This was already more crazy then Thanksgiving at Uncle Joe's house in June! "Uhmmm" what was this?! She looked down again as the girl reached for her bracelet...,,Was it a custom to offer something to your bosses child upon hire, even for an internship over here? Either way it was odd and shed now forever be grateful for thanksgiving in june with uncle joe.

The girl could have the bracelet, she had another at home just Get her off.

WHERE. WERE. HER. BROTHERS?

And Someone collect this child!

Dora had been coming to the Leaky for a while now, nearly every summer break, so she KNEW that there was a toddler running around the place. She did not think she would have to deal with her while.... well not working but observing during her internship. This was not in the letter she received.

Sitting on a dusty table that she'd cleared off, her legs swung idly while she watched this child. Loud thing she was. And she was touchy.

She pointed at the girl, then glanced over at Harley.

"I'm not dealing with that."

Nope.

Harley nodded politely at the first young girl who walked in. Oh dear, she really hoped that it all worked out where she could have a batch of all female interns again. She dealt with Ryoma on a day-to-day basis. Having some girls in the Leaky was always a nice change of pace.

"Hello, sweety, just have a seat an-"

Blink.

Oh sweet, merciful Merlin! She had put her child to BED. How in...why did...couldn't she have five minutes of peace? Was it possible? Truly, she wanted to know because it felt like every beautiful, untouched moment of silence Harley ever had was disrupted.

Cue child. Her child to be exact.

Scooping up Sachiko and sitting her in the corner, Harley threatened, "If you don't sit right here and be a GOOD girl, I'm going to tell Daddy that you have to spend the weekend in timeout." And she would enforce that. Order. That was what she needed. Right now.

Glancing over at the next intern who walked in, Harley half-heartedly waved at her, "Just give me a moment, dear."

Or a million.

Why wasn't this girl giving up her pretty thing? She had said please and thank you. THAT was the polite thing to do. Or did she have to physically take it off her? Big people could be so weird something. She was just about to give it another firm tug when mama came and scooped her up.

Thrashing about a bit, she let out a loud HUMPH when she was put down in the corner. "BUT THAT'S NOT FAIR!" she pouted as she crossed her arms and legs and looked all sorts of disgruntled over the idea of getting another time out. Not that she believed papa would actually keep her in time out all weekend. She knew how to push papa's buttons. Mama...not so much.

Poopy. POOOOOOOOOOOOPPY mama!

But then she was pointing towards the other older person that walked in. The one that had called her 'that'.

"I'm not a that," she said, sticking her tongue out. "I'm a princess."

So, tut tut to you!

Right. She could wait a minute.

But this child...

Dora leaned forward with an amused glint in her eyes, kicking out her legs once more and crossing them at the ankles. "You're acting like a 'that'. Prove to me that you are in fact a princess, and maybe I'll call you such." It was a big maybe, but a chance she was willing to take only cause it didn't seem like the child would be up for the challenge.

Harley had lost control, that much was obvious.

Because her darling little princess had decided that Mummy was not going to be taking part in a conversation with her interns. And apparently she was a princess now or some nonsense.

Whatever. She would wait for the last intern to arrive before she interfered with her child and this conversation.

....she, honestly, didn't have the energy.

Beau had forgotten everything this morning, like the fact that he had somewhere to be this morning.

He had woken up late which just messed up his entire morning and thus caused him to be running late. Not a very good thing to be doing on the first day of internship. He walked to the back of the shop as instructed and walked in... He was super late everyone was already there... Sigh it was just not his day. " 'ello sorry I was late I 'ad a rough morning it will not 'appen again." Hopefully.

Hearing the little girl say she was a princess, he said, "But Princesses don't be'ave so badly and zey listen to zeir mummies." He always wanted a little sister but instead he got no one... Not even a little brother or sister. Just him.

Oh look. Their final intern had arrived and it was a boy. A French boy. Perhaps she should have known that prior to his arrival, but the shopkeep was rather surprised to see his face. Was that in the paperwork? Must have been.

Trying to ignore Sachiko as much as she could, she tried to reign in the crowd of interns that were now obsessively ignoring her and watching her daughter. Not because she was cute. Oh no, because Sachiko was rather at good at causing a scene. Wherever she and Mummy went.

"It's fine, dear. Now all of you...hello?" She was over here.

Maybe Sachiko needed to go and have a nap.

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Right. She could wait a minute.

But this child...

Dora leaned forward with an amused glint in her eyes, kicking out her legs once more and crossing them at the ankles. "You're acting like a 'that'. Prove to me that you are in fact a princess, and maybe I'll call you such." It was a big maybe, but a chance she was willing to take only cause it didn't seem like the child would be up for the challenge.

You. Meany pants. YOU got a raspberry blown in your direction. Yeah. Take THAT.

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Beau had forgotten everything this morning, like the fact that he had somewhere to be this morning.

He had woken up late which just messed up his entire morning and thus caused him to be running late. Not a very good thing to be doing on the first day of internship. He walked to the back of the shop as instructed and walked in... He was super late everyone was already there... Sigh it was just not his day. " 'ello sorry I was late I 'ad a rough morning it will not 'appen again." Hopefully.

Hearing the little girl say she was a princess, he said, "But Princesses don't be'ave so badly and zey listen to zeir mummies." He always wanted a little sister but instead he got no one... Not even a little brother or sister. Just him.

And it was in this huff state that the other peasant showed up. And he had distracting red dots on his face. "You have things on your face. Did you know that? Red things," she said as she pointed at them. Did mama see them too? Papa had some of those once. But he stood in front of a mirror and popped them. Maybe this peasant minion should do that too. They were distracting.

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Oh look. Their final intern had arrived and it was a boy. A French boy. Perhaps she should have known that prior to his arrival, but the shopkeep was rather surprised to see his face. Was that in the paperwork? Must have been.

Trying to ignore Sachiko as much as she could, she tried to reign in the crowd of interns that were now obsessively ignoring her and watching her daughter. Not because she was cute. Oh no, because Sachiko was rather at good at causing a scene. Wherever she and Mummy went.

"It's fine, dear. Now all of you...hello?" She was over here.

Maybe Sachiko needed to go and have a nap.

Tugging on her mama's arm, Sachiko stood on her tip toes and whispered - not so quietly. "MAMA, I'm bored. Can I go outside and play?" Long pause. "Please?"

Definitely not a princess.

Dora smirked to herself, instantly losing interest in the child once their interaction was over.

Instead she turned her attention to the woman in charge, waiting for some instructions to ignore in favor of first wandering the establishment.

Finally, it seemed she got some quiet, which she would take in whatever form it was coming to her. Even if it meant they were ignoring her daughter. Good. That girl needed some people to politely or not so politely put her in her place. It was all her father's fault. Indulging her.

"Let me formally introduce myself, I'm Harley and I'm the Assistant Shopkeep here at the Leaky. The actually Shopkeep is out of town and will be back sometime later. His name is Ryoma, dears. I wouldn't bother him much. He isn't too fond of children besides Sachiko." The endless struggle of their relationship, "This summer I'm going to need you all to help around with the daily duties of the upkeep of the Leaky. That means cleaning up after customers and even helping clean up some of the rooms after guests leave. I'm looking forward to working with all of you and-"

Sigh. "Sachiko, Mama is working. Can you not right..." Bigger sigh, "Fine. Let's go."

She glanced quickly at the other children, "Spit spot. Off you go."