nobilityoftheearlgrey:
earlgreywithcomplaints:
Oh? -Earl wasn’t quite sure how to answer to that- It does sound… horrible. I wouldn’t’ want that to happen to anyone. Did things recover? Well, they must have. But still, it’s a scary thought to loose so much so quickly just because of a simple number misplacement.
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Seeing the way the business is running smoothly today, yes, we did recover the zeros lost. *With that he smiled at the writer before looking straight ahead*
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So it’s interesting why you let me know. –Earl hummed folding his arms- It’s actually an honor to hold such knowledge. He arched an eyebrow, amused- Unless that was just some sort of mistake. I suppose I’m an easier end to tie off if things get complicated. … There are some people who will do that, you know. A simple search online or even just hiring someone to do it for you will turn up results, especially if there was paper work left behind.
Sounds like college life to me. Nice to know it’s just about the same for most people.
Certainly I get to be more creative, the main reason I didn’t want to work for anything else. That and I wouldn’t have to deal with many people. However, there’s something to say about habits and ingrained routines that I can’t quite claim for myself. –He gave a small smirk- You must be a good actor then. I think most higher businessmen must be.
Good enough to tie himself to the family then.
Well perhaps you will be, and perhaps you will not. Who’s to say you can’t fake it. It’s been done before and I think if you keep to yourself as much as you do now, the incident might pass by. –Earl was getting into this sort of planning, smiling as he talked, moving from one car to the next- Though if you were really dead, that would make things simpler for the one who finds it.
I see. I’m surprised. Power doesn’t seem to be your main concern, but I figured performance would be among your listed qualities. Though… perhaps that’s just more than accuracy all together. –Earl didn’t quite catch onto the lower voice, too distracted at the moment, and responded just as he did before-
-Earl glanced up and gave a small nod, wondering if he was really needed here or was he just an extra vote so Vincent wasn’t here all day. After all, as he said before, he was no expert. The best he could do was pick the nicer looking one or perhaps the one he somehow make a story about and had suddenly grown emotionally attached to. Still, he supposed it was much like wine tasting. He might not be able to truly appreciate the wine like others, but he could appreciate the sediment. And free wine- Depends. Will I die. If not, then yes. I don’t see why I wouldn’t. -He stepped away from one he was observing and with another glance to Vincent, started to follow the trader, throwing his notebook in his back pocket-
Test driving?
