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Getting out of her car, Glory straightened her black paints and dark gray shirt. She had a white lace cami on under the shirt, to keep it from being too low-cut.
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"Your car coming down the road was enough to tell me that," Viktor replied airily, holding open the door for her with one hand and holding a small name tag out to her in the other. "Go on and get yourself used to the place. I'll be waiting on tables, if you need me."
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"Hey, it purrs like an asthmatic kitten," Glory joked, referring to her car. Taking the nametag, she pinned it to her shirt. "Tell me exactly what I should be doing tonight. Just clearing tables and bringing the dishes to the kitchen?"
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"Clearing tables and bringing the dishes to the kitchen--indeed," Viktor confirmed, adjusting his own name tag. "Once you get used to everything, we can try having you wait on people..."
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"I can do that," Glory said as she followed him inside. What followed was probably the fastest, busiest evening of her life. She couldn't remember a time when she had to move so quickly, but it was comforting, in a way. She was kept physically busy enough that it didn't give her time to think about her tentative relationship with Léan. It wasn't quite mindless work, but it was exactly what she needed. The night was over almost too quickly.
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Once the last customer left, Viktor closed up, locking the main doors. He unpinned his name tag and shoved it in his pocket, yawning, as he walked over to her. "How'd it go? You like it?"
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"It's great," Glory replied as she finished clearing the last table. "It feels good to just be working for a change, instead of school work. Feels good to be useful."
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Viktor grinned. "Glad to hear it. How do you feel about a week or so clearing tables, and then starting to wait? I think that's reasonable, but it's up to you. You'll get your first paycheck on Saturday, probably. We're closed Sundays."
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"That sounds fine," Glory replied. Two weeks would give her time to learn the tables and figure out who the regulars were. She figured she would be confident enough to wait on people by then.
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"All right, good deal...you could probably go now--the waiters are in charge of closing everything up. I'll see you later," Viktor called as he headed back towards the kitchen again. He seemed...friendly, though he was quite strange. Not like your typical air-headed popular boy, though he was on the school's football team.
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"Alright," Glory said, tucking her nametag into her pocket. "I'll see you tomorrow in school, then. When is the next time you want me to work? Or is it every day?"
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"I'll see you. It's every day you want to come in, while you're clearing tables. You get paid about ten to fifteen dollars a day for clearing tables, and you aren't charged sick days until you start waiting...it's just a bit of money out of your paycheck if you don't work that day," Viktor explained, hovering by the kitchen doors.
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"Alright," Glory responded as she grabbed her things from the back. She was more than ready to be home. A cup of hot tea sounded wonderful, and spending time with Léan sounded better still. "I'll see you tomorrow, then."
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Léan was still in the middle of paging through the books she had fetched him. They were interesting. He couldn't read everything, due to his semi-poor English-reading skills, but he used context clues to figure a lot of things out.
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"I'm back," Glory called softly when he got home. She didn't bother changing out of her work clothes, knowing she was just going to change into her pajamas soon, but she did kick off her shoes by the door. She made her way into the living room.
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Léan perked up at once, setting the book down when she walked in in favor of talking to her. "Welcome back...did it go well? Is it a nice place to work?"
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"Everything went fine," Glory replied as she sat down. "I was kept busy, which is good, and the work was steady. How was your evening?"
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"Very...enlightening," Léan scrounged up, smiling. "I'm terrible at reading English. I really need to practice a bit more..." He trailed off, then tilted his head slightly. "No sign of Selena? No trouble at all?"
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"No, no sign of her at all today, actually, as long as you ignore her messing up my car," Glory replied. "She skipped school today." Glory glanced at the books next to him and saw that he marked some pages. She figured it was so that he could go back later and keep working at them.
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Léan wrinkled his nose, peering out the window. Archie could be seen still swimming around restlessly outside in the shallows, without Damon. "...He still seems hyper...he's been swimming in circles for about an hour, now...over and over again. I think one more night should do the trick. He's calmer than he was, but he's not completely calm, yet..."
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"Alright," Glory replied. It was reasonable. "This is probably going to sound like a really, really stupid question, but humor me. Again, really stupid question. Why have I not seen Damon at all for the last few days?"
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"Uh...when we, uh...conceive...we are very protective of our children, most of the time," Léan offered. "He wants to stay somewhere completely safe while he's expecting, so he's probably going to be staying under the rocks most of the time. With enough coaxing, he may come out...but it will be like this for three months or so."
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"Alright," Glory said. "Like I said, stupid question, but I was curious." She left it at that. No sense in embarassing them both any further. Although she'd already set her mind on teasing him about becoming an uncle. Just... later.
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"No questions are stupid," Léan mused, stretching out a bit more before curling himself up again. He didn't seem to mind that he was starting to shed. For once, he wasn't picking at it, so it would all come off in a mostly even coat.
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"Oh, you'd be surprised," Glory disagreed. "I've heard some pretty stupid questions before." And she had. Sometimes it amazed her at how little people tended to use common sense. Like the girl in her old school who had asked if she had any brothers or sisters when Glory mentioned being an only child. There WAS such a thing as a stupid question.
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