I'll tell you what. Foot the grocery bills for a week while I work. We can talk after that.
[ It'd give her time to look into the nitty gritty, for that matter. Not only that, but -- ]
I'd rather negotiate when my client has a firmer grasp of my abilities. That's fair, isn't it? Of course, I'll expect compensation for my work during that week afterwards.
[Not like he wouldn't have to anyway, but hopefully at least the money he spent this time would be worth it.
That other half of the bargain had him raising an eyebrow.]
If your work is adequate, you'll be compensated.
[The Varia wasn't a charity nor did it accept it. People didn't work for free unless they were useless trash. By being offer the position, Xanxus was expecting her not to be and would reward her accordingly.]
[ Not that she sounds bothered in the least. She's hoping for a challenge, preferably consistently, and she's glad to work in either case. As is, it sounds like she's going to have to do a good bit of research, but that's a part of the game that's expected. Different people, different tastes. ]
[Negotiation, as far as Xanxus was concerned, could be tedious and annoying, especially since most in the mafia had to be roundabout with what they wanted. It was pleasing this hadn't been dragged out, and concluded properly.
He polished off a few dishes, before leaning back in his throne, watching her with interest.]
[ Really, she will and bringing a lot of energy to the job, for that matter. Taking another sip from that glass, she nods, thoughtful. ]
I don't guess you'd mind if I took a look at the kitchen in advance?
[ And grabbed the number of the ex-head chef and most of the kitchen staff. Better to start researching in advance than to wait and chances are there's some kind of book or notes somewhere that'll help her out. ]
[Energy was fine and appreciated, even if her enthusiasm was strange. Still, Xanxus put up with much stranger on a daily basis, and as long as she wasn't obnoxious or annoying about it, it was acceptable.
The question had Xanxus gesturing for some underlings to take care of the cleaned out dishes, and he stood up leisurely, stalking out without looking behind him. If Valeria was going to work out, she'd have to get used to Xanxus' moods, most of them included nonverbal cues. One of his pet peeves was having to repeat himself or not having people hanging on his every word, and he assumed she would just follow him.]
[ His movement is something she's attentive to, the glass left atop the table after she polishes it off. She had asked a question and she expected an answer of some sort, not necessarily in so many words as that hadn't been a recurring theme in her interactions with Xanxus. It's for that reason that she pushes herself up from her seat and moves to follow him wordlessly, eyes wandering every now and then, taking in her surroundings. A personal tour, hm? ]
[There wouldn't be much talking in the way of a personal tour, unfortunately. If Val wanted to know the history behind each statue or painting, Mammon or Squalo would be her best bet, though Mammon would charge an outrageous amount. If she wanted to know more about the subordinates who were scurrying out of her way presently, Lussuria might be the best, especially concerning their sex lives. If she wanted small, idle chatter, well then she was going to be shit out of luck.
Luckily, the kitchen was pretty central and easily accessible in the castle, mostly because Xanxus had demanded it be that way so that wherever he decided to lounge, food would get to him in a timely manner.
It was expansive, to the point of ridiculousness, and with barely a word, the kitchen was cleared of most of its staff except for a no nonsense looking woman with a large scar adorning her left eye and dark brown skin.]
Lerato. [A lazy hand gesture towards the woman, who gave a curt nod in greeting.] Valeria. [Another similarly lazy hand gesture.]
Ask her what you need to know.
[He gave a small yawn after that, leaning back against one of the kitchen counters, looking content to nap while Valeria took a look around.]
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[ It'd give her time to look into the nitty gritty, for that matter. Not only that, but -- ]
I'd rather negotiate when my client has a firmer grasp of my abilities. That's fair, isn't it? Of course, I'll expect compensation for my work during that week afterwards.
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[Not like he wouldn't have to anyway, but hopefully at least the money he spent this time would be worth it.
That other half of the bargain had him raising an eyebrow.]
If your work is adequate, you'll be compensated.
[The Varia wasn't a charity nor did it accept it. People didn't work for free unless they were useless trash. By being offer the position, Xanxus was expecting her not to be and would reward her accordingly.]
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[ Not that she sounds bothered in the least. She's hoping for a challenge, preferably consistently, and she's glad to work in either case. As is, it sounds like she's going to have to do a good bit of research, but that's a part of the game that's expected. Different people, different tastes. ]
And I'd call that a deal!
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[Negotiation, as far as Xanxus was concerned, could be tedious and annoying, especially since most in the mafia had to be roundabout with what they wanted. It was pleasing this hadn't been dragged out, and concluded properly.
He polished off a few dishes, before leaning back in his throne, watching her with interest.]
Get your affairs in order. Start next week.
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[ Really, she will and bringing a lot of energy to the job, for that matter. Taking another sip from that glass, she nods, thoughtful. ]
I don't guess you'd mind if I took a look at the kitchen in advance?
[ And grabbed the number of the ex-head chef and most of the kitchen staff. Better to start researching in advance than to wait and chances are there's some kind of book or notes somewhere that'll help her out. ]
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The question had Xanxus gesturing for some underlings to take care of the cleaned out dishes, and he stood up leisurely, stalking out without looking behind him. If Valeria was going to work out, she'd have to get used to Xanxus' moods, most of them included nonverbal cues. One of his pet peeves was having to repeat himself or not having people hanging on his every word, and he assumed she would just follow him.]
This way.
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Luckily, the kitchen was pretty central and easily accessible in the castle, mostly because Xanxus had demanded it be that way so that wherever he decided to lounge, food would get to him in a timely manner.
It was expansive, to the point of ridiculousness, and with barely a word, the kitchen was cleared of most of its staff except for a no nonsense looking woman with a large scar adorning her left eye and dark brown skin.]
Lerato. [A lazy hand gesture towards the woman, who gave a curt nod in greeting.] Valeria. [Another similarly lazy hand gesture.]
Ask her what you need to know.
[He gave a small yawn after that, leaning back against one of the kitchen counters, looking content to nap while Valeria took a look around.]