Jenna steps into the employment agency with a smile etched across her face. It always pays to look positive, especially when looking for a job - after all no one wants a misery working for them. Her sea blue orbs glance around the building she’s just entered, her hands subconsciously fiddling with each other because of her nerves. If anyone was to look at her they’d think she was a little lost lamb.

(Go on…don’t just stand here) The witch instructs herself, knowing she is just being silly. She throws her hands down at her side to stop her nervous twitching and heads over towards the front desk. “Hi…” Jenna introduces, hoping the person behind the desk would give her a little guidance in what to do next. (Probably just fill out a form and they’ll give me a list of ones I qualify for…)

The fabulous Blake Harper sits in a swivel chair that is situated behind a modern desk, constructed in a semi circle fashion. A touchscreen computer, equipped with all sorts of fancy extras, is directly before him along with a series of small datatel pinpads.

Currently, the young mo is flipping through a trashy cyber-zine on his lap, getting his fill on the latest gossip. Upon Jenna's approach, Blake forces himself to look up at the blonde witch. He smiles a smile that is so enthusiastic that one can not be sure whether or not it is sincere. Putting the cyber-zine pad down, Blake leans forward with his head tilted ever so slightly to the left. "Hey hunny, what can I do for you? Hmmm?"

As the man looks up at her, Jenna’s eyes glance down at the shoddy cyber-zine in his lap. Her sea blue orbs follow the pad over to where he lays it down, the blonde’s interest perked by one of the juicy gossip headlines on the cover. (Probably one of the Hiltons. You know what they say, like mother like daughter…)

“I’m looking for work” Jenna replies sweetly. She feeds off the man’s enthusiasm, taking his smile at face value, rather than questioning the feeling behind it. He’s warm, chirpy and rather cute. The blonde can’t help but feel a little happier talking to him. She could have gotten someone a lot worse to deal with, someone who would have made the process of finding a job a strenuous and miserable one. “I’m a little unsure how to go about it though - I haven’t been here before” (I hope he doesn’t think I’m a complete idiot) “Do I just fill out an application or something?”

"Virgin, eh? No worries. I got you covered."

Blake snatches up one of the data pads from the desk as he stands up. His hips swivel slightly as he makes his way around the desk, using the stylus to punch some information into the small black device, which is held close to his chest. Coming up beside Jenna, he holds out the data pad so the screen is towards her.

"Using the data pad, you will put in all of your information to be processed by moi." He flahes another cheesy grin before pointing to different areas on the screen whilst explaining them. "Of course, there is your basic information - name, date of birth, etc. Then information on your education and prior work experience."

Twisting his hand back around, he holds out the data pad for Jenna to take. His smile goes from ear to ear as he rocks slightly on his feet. "When you're finished, just bring the data pad back over to me and I will run your information, k sweetie?"

An uncomfortable chuckle expels it’s self from Jenna’s lips at Blake’s first remark. The virgin remark made her feel awkward and slightly embarrassed. She doesn’t know why; true she isn’t very experienced, not at all, but she isn’t a virgin. Plus he wasn’t even talking about sex; however, when the word virgin is thrown into the air, the first thing one tends to think about is the sexual context.

Jenna listens carefully as the man explains what she has to do. It’s all quite simple really; the witch shouldn’t have any problems. She’s good with technology, she always has been. This is the year 2028 after all, you wouldn’t get far if you couldn’t use modern devices. Taking the data pad with a firm grip, the blonde matches Blake’s cheesy grin with one of her own – hers filled with a much warmer sincerity than his however.

“That sounds great, thanks” Jenna replies, taking a step back from the man so that she can go input her information. Her sea blue orbs bounce over towards a nearby chair, thinking it would be a more comfortable place to enter her data than just standing here. She meanders over to it and takes a seat. One leg tucked behind the other, Jenna begins to fill in all her personal information on the data pad, including her Maths and Psychology degree and previous jobs as both a store assistant and P.A. Once she completes the application she rises from the chair and returns over towards Blake.

“All done…” Jenna announces brightly, holding the data pad back out for the man to take. (If only he wasn’t gay…) The blonde internally growls, having put two and two together. Not that she’d have the courage to ask him out even if he was straight.

Taking the data pad from the blonde, Blake offers a grin before slipping the data pad into the computer on his desk. His face goes neutral as he sets to work, initializing the cross referencing of her skills and the available jobs in the city. Directly before Jenna is a large flat screen which is clear enough for her to see right through to Blake on the other side. It is on here that her current options are will appear in order for her to choose from. Once they appear, Blake looks up to the waiting witch, completely unaware of her magical heritage which would get her killed if anyone knew of it.

"Alright. There you go. Choose one."

Jenna bites down lightly on her lip as Blake begins inputting her data into the agency’s computer. She hopes to god that there is an opening right for her; she isn’t exactly rolling in it after all. In no time at all though, the job listings appear on the screen, causing her eyes to pop with a glint of curiosity. Her sea blue orbs dance over the screen, one choice standing out a lot more than the others.

(Waitress…no. Profiler…not exactly me. I couldn’t deal with all the people for P3, so that’s out the window too….Accountant? I think I’ve got one. Numbers I can deal with) “The Accountant position would be perfect” Jenna chirps brightly, selecting that very option on the screen with her hand. The only downside to it she can think of is the negotiable salary. She doesn’t want to push and seem greedy, but she can’t let herself be walked all over either. She’ll need to get some sort of number in her head before she goes for the interview.

Jasmine arrives at the Employment Agency, standing outside the doors for a couple of seconds. Looking at her reflection, the dark circles under her eyes, her somewhat messy hair...Not really job presentable, eh? She runs her hands through her hair to fix it up a bit, and then clasps the door handle and opens it to step inside.

Looking at the petite blonde woman already sitting there, getting a job, Jasmine nods her head to Blake, and waits patiently towards the front of the building. She doesn't want to be rude, so she merely stands by and waits for her turn to apply for a job.

(So, I wonder what jobs are going to be open for a girl who only finished high school...)

As soon as Jenna makes her selection, the computer processes her application, accessing the Bucklands' network. An interview time pops up immediately on Blake's screen for later in the day at 1 in the afternoon. He jots it down on a small appointment card (not everything is electronic) and holds it out for Jenna to take, smiling at the blonde. "Here you go, hun. Unfortunately, the job isn't guaranteed. You still need to go through an interview especially for these higher up positions."

When she takes the card from him, Blake settles back into his seat. He slips his hands back down to the desk and continues giving her the rest of the information. "Your interview is at 1 this afternoon and will be with Claire Pryce."

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