Circe's Shop of Magical Wonders

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *shakes her head* But I can't afford to take a break. There's too much that needs done.

[Circe]

Why not let us cover for you? You're not the only one working here, you know.

[AmbushCat]

Claire: But I... oh, I don't know... You're right, of course, but...

[Circe]

*Marie nods.* That's right. So, why don't you just go sit down somewhere, and I'll take care of things up here?

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Mischa nods! "Rest for a bit, Claire, and I'll get you something to drink, all right?" She smiles encouragingly.

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *sighs* Alright, you both win...

*Claire reluctantly gets out from behind the counter and makes tracks for one of the shop's back rooms, motioning for Mischa to follow her.*

[Circe]

Claire: *sighs* Alright, you both win...

*Claire reluctantly gets out from behind the counter and makes tracks for one of the shop's back rooms, motioning for Mischa to follow her.*

Hope ya feel better. *Once Claire's up and on her way, Marie takes her place behind the counter.*

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Claire: *sighs* Alright, you both win...

*Claire reluctantly gets out from behind the counter and makes tracks for one of the shop's back rooms, motioning for Mischa to follow her.*

Mischa nods to Marie. "Take good care of the shop," she says, before following after Claire, hoping that Circe has some drinks readily available for the staff. It's been a while since she's made any tea...

[AmbushCat]

*The place that they end up in appears to be a small break room: a circular table akin to those found in your average high school cafeteria, with four plastic chairs; a mini-fridge with a Dilbert cartoon pinned to it; and enough counter space for a microwave, coffee maker, and sink. The counter has a decent cabinet beneath it as well.*

Claire: *drops into one of the chairs as soon as she enters, eyes half-shut* I hate not being able to work... so why do I feel so tired?

[Jello Shot Mischa]

*The place that they end up in appears to be a small break room: a circular table akin to those found in your average high school cafeteria, with four plastic chairs; a mini-fridge with a Dilbert cartoon pinned to it; and enough counter space for a microwave, coffee maker, and sink. The counter has a decent cabinet beneath it as well.*

Claire: *drops into one of the chairs as soon as she enters, eyes half-shut* I hate not being able to work... so why do I feel so tired?

Mischa glances at Claire sympathetically, while debating what sort of drink to offer. "If you ask me... it sounds like it could be stress, or depression perhaps... is there something that has been worrying you lately?"

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *stares at the ceiling in thought* ...Well, I suppose I've been feeling just a little stressed trying to keep a balanced budget.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Claire: *stares at the ceiling in thought* ...Well, I suppose I've been feeling just a little stressed trying to keep a balanced budget.

Mischa gently squeezes Claire's shoulder reassuringly. "Money problems can be really stressful... I know how that can be," she admits. "I would have thought Circe would be paying you a fair wage, though... are there other expenses that are causing you problems?"

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *reaches up to pat Mischa's hand* The wages are compensation enough for my servitude, but each time I receive a paycheck, something happens to take a bite out of it in the metaphorical sense. Small things, like occasional visits to the doctor or the dentist, but the fact remains.

[Jello Shot Mischa]

Claire: *reaches up to pat Mischa's hand* The wages are compensation enough for my servitude, but each time I receive a paycheck, something happens to take a bite out of it in the metaphorical sense. Small things, like occasional visits to the doctor or the dentist, but the fact remains.

Mischa nods. "Yes, that does tend to happen... it can make life difficult." She pats Claire's hand in turn. "Have you tried talking with Circe about it? I'm pretty sure she'd be understanding if things are being difficult for you..."

[AmbushCat]

Claire: *hesitantly* ...Well, I realize this sounds a bit silly, but... I don't feel right asking her for a raise.