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[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

Suzi Darley has a pad of paper, several pens, and a booth where she can keep an eye on the bar in general. Her knitting and her usual signs offering jewelry for sale are nowhere in sight.

She's here for one reason: initial interviews with the people who requested them. Her notes will be passed along above her head, and those people will sit down and figure out who they want to talk to more from there.

She's got the list of questions that Alanna used in the last hire written down to use (and blank space under them in case anyone on Security has other questions that they want her to start adding), and plans to file each days interviews as soon as they're all finished so that they're to hand for the people doing the actual hires.

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[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

"Hi Suzi." Oh, a hi. Simple, informal, what is wrong with Ravin?

[Mun is back to old icons for this week, because ravin-mun suxxorzzzz.]

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Hi, Ravin." Suzi says cheerfully enough, "How've you been?"

[lichvell-r.livejournal.com]

"Better. People are still impossible to understand, so, I gave up and just watch them do strange things." A shrug. "How are you?" After all, Suzi is one of the three people whose mood and well-being Ravin cares about.

[callitavesper.livejournal.com]

Bond is, as usual, in the bar for lunch, which makes him perfectly dressed for an interview! Snazzy suit, snazzy tie, snazzy shoes: he's dressed to impress. Except when he sees Suzi, it doesn't dawn on him that he might be headed towards an interview. He's only thinking about saying hello.

"Good afternoon, Suzi."

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Hi, James." Suzi says, checking her list, "Are you here for an interview?"

[callitavesper.livejournal.com]

He blinks."--yes?"

Never underestimate Bond's ability to roll with it.

[shufti]

Shufti recognises the woman from before.

She considers leaving Jack with a babysitter, but, well, she has to be honest from the beginning about her other committments.

Fortunately for Suzi, the toddler is well in hand.

"Excuse me? Are you with Security?"

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Mmhmm." The fact that the toddler is well in hand does not mean that Suzi is not eying it dubiously. Suzi and children are a match made in Hell. "Can I help you?"

[shufti]

"I put my name down for the job interview." Blue eyes go from interviewer to child. "Jack won't be a nuisance, but I can nip and give him to someone else if he's a problem."

Jack looks up at Suzi with an expression of total innocence and harmlessness.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark has decided that the faster he gets this over with, the faster he can stop worrying about it. So he waits until Suzi's finished with her previous interview and approaches, a little nervous, but gives her a small smie.

"Hey, Suzi. You're interviewing, right?"

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Hi." She says in return, "I am indeed! Would you like a seat?" A new page of paper for a new interviewee, and she beams up at him cheerfully. (Really. Suz is short.)

[hero_farmboy]

"Sure, thanks," he says, sitting in the available chair. The last thing he wants is to cause anyone discomfort having to look up at him. "Been a busy day for you so far?"

[pleasantskull.livejournal.com]

Being slightly new had it's disadvantages in not knowing many people, but he was beginning to recognise faces, including Suzi's, who seemed to have pen and paper at the ready over by a table.

This skeleton is well mannered enough to wait until she's free before approaching, inclining his head in a small greeting before looking down at the pad of paper. Well, at least he looks in that general direction.

"Hello there Miss. With my powers of detection, I'm starting to assume you're the one people come to for interviews..?" Not only is he a Detective, he's also a wielder of sarcasm.

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

He's not the first skeleton she's met. This is why she doesn't give the octopus line. "Uh huh. My name is Suzi Darley, and I'm doing the initial interviews. You signed up?"

[pleasantskull.livejournal.com]

If possible, the permanent grin of his broadens at her introduction, holding out a bony but gloved hand to shake. It seems polite to do so. "Ah yes, that I did. Skulduggery Pleasant, at your service."

[synapse-circuit.livejournal.com]

J.C. comes up to the booth and nods at Suzi. "Evening, ma'am." He's removed his sunglasses for the interview: while he generally prefers to conceal his eyes - because they are of a decidedly unnatural gas-flame blue color - he knows that in this situation it would be worse to wear them than not.

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Good evening." Suzi says in return, "Are you here for the interviews?"

[alorn-bear.livejournal.com]

Belar debated doing something showy like dropping out of the rafters in the gyrfalcon's shape, but all things considered he decided that was probably overkill. So he just walks up to Suzi's table. "Hey, Suzi," he greets. "Is this where we go for interviews?"

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

Also it would do Suzi's impression as a Serious Interviewer if she tried to snuggle a candidate due to beautiful feathers. "Hi, Belar! Uh huh, this is it!"

[berryberryraz.livejournal.com]

Raspberry wanders by, sees the paper and pen attached to the nice girl with tentacles, and (for once) makes the logical connection.

"Hi. Interviews?"

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Mmmhmmm. Did you sign up?" She asks, checking her list to be sure.

[queenofmay]

Marian, millitimed through paradox to sometime in Bar, was ready. Never mind her stomach was a terribly traitor to the cause, holding nervousness like a ball, she was ready.

In a sheath dress, over loose matching pants, she walked up finally. Making sure, of course, to not crowd anyone or show up while she's interviewing someone else. It just wouldn't be proper.

But she's ready now, and she's here, so she gave a hopeful smile.

"Fair Eve, Suzi."

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

"Good evening. You're here for an interview?"

[schrute-space.livejournal.com]

Now that Dwight has a steady door to the bar, he's become a little smarter about using it. With a free weekend ahead of him, Dwight decides he wants to spend more time in the bar - get to know the place. So going through the break room door at Staples, he arrives in Milliways.

With him he brings a messenger bag filled with essential items such as: his resume, various forms of ID including a passport, money, a Swiss Army knife, power bars (in case he needs food), water, beet seeds, mace, a taser, a sketch book, bear repellent and a change of clothes.

It's not long before he spots Suzi. "Hello, I'm Dwight Schrute. We spoke... recently about a job opening?"

[ooc: Sorry! Long day and I just saw this now.]

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

Suzi checks her list, finds the name, and makes a little ticky mark before opening her notepad to a clean sheet of paper. "Mmhmm. Have a seat. What is your full name, including any and all titles?"