Sephiroth glanced down at the resume, flipping the pages. He handed it to Jenna even though he knew quite well that she was semi-illiterate. *”She isn’t much to look at but we’re not hiring on looks… she certainly looks like she could do the job…”*
He narrowed his eyes at the woman. “How would you propose to look after our mute infant while minding the other young ones at the same time?”
Kalysto felt the tug, eyeing off the restaurant. “Oh, yes. Let’s eat there. If it’s that close to the Iron Tower, it’s bound to sell good food.” He wandered over, stepping inside, pointing to him, then Desiree.
He narrowed his brows as he pondered what to say. “Pour deux, s’il vous plaît.”