Snippet #2715716

"yes, you can, I Asked about a job at this shop and was told to fill out this form and wait for the manager, My name is Samuel by the way." The boy answered. At least he seemed pretty calm, most people came to the shop a mess. Elias leant forward to study the application form. "let me fill this one last thing out and then I can give you the form" He straightened up from looking over Samuel's shoulder, letting the boy finish the form alone. It was a short form but it was pretty in depth and then afterwards there was the whole interview aspect... god he didn't envy the kid.

Elias was so engrossed in his own thoughts about how horrific the form he had created to weed out all the fakes and weirdos (well, the weirder weirdos) was that he jumped when Cathy tapped his shoulder. He spun and let out a sigh, half laughing. He'd been on edge since Fucker. "I know you're busy with the newbie, but I just wanted to let you know that Licia and I are going to hit up that little bar down the street after the shop closes. We'd like you to come. Surely you can separate yourself from the shop for an hour or two?"

He chewed his lip. He was never a fan of bars, alcohol was not his thing, but then again he never let a chance to socialise go "Mhmm, maybe. I need to give management Samuel's form to mull over but I should be able to make it"

"alright here it is, is there any other processes I have to go through besides the form like an interview." The boy had turned, holding the form out to Elias. He took the form with a smile, scanning through it. He seemed competent. Some... interesting abilities... very interesting. "Well, there's an interview with me to get through then Store management reviews your application... we'll let you know tomorrow if you've got the job. We'll give you a bit of a tour while you're here anyway-"

A smash of glass broke him out of his managerial guff. His eyes flicked up from the paper towards- oh god- Justin's corner. He took a deep breath as Justin scampered towards him, ghostly counterpart in tow. He glanced at Cathy, pulling a frustrated face.

"Elias. We have a problem. It's Fucker. He might have escaped."

"Might have escaped, Justin? I mean, it was either Fucker escaping or Licia's crystal balls flinging themselves into space" He gave Justin a stare that would have made Licia proud. He took a deep breath in an attempt to keep calm. Today was going horrendously and it was barely afternoon. "On second thought, our little bar trip is not a suggestion. It's essential." Cat whispered. Elias nodded as he composed himself.

"Um excuse me, if you are looking for a demon, which I bet my favourite roses is Fucker, it is in the back right corner of the shop" That would have been a life saving moment if it weren't for the fact, there was a... demon... thing... in the store at all times.

"Question." Came Licia's voice from the door broke through the silent room, causing Elias to spin towards her. "What. In the actual fuck. Does that mean."

Elias looked hopelessly at Cat as he opened and closed his mouth like a fish, trying to find words. He glanced at Jaede, knowing she would have to know now."Fucker... Demon... we found him in the back... I was gonna... exorcise... later" He tried hopelessly, his words jumbling as he motioned in the general direction of where he assumed Fucker was. Licia had the special ability of making Elias hopelessly flustered when she was on the warpath. He shook his head with a resigned look at Samuel "I'd recheck the vibes you're getting, there's a chance that its our management" he sighed "Split up and look for Fucker?"