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Thank you for accepting it.

[ Hi, he isn't going to say if he was sincere or not. ]

You have to deal with that here? You should find a better job. Want to come work part-time at a place I work? I have a few places that I could put a good word in for you.

[ Do not trust the awful clown magician. ]

And don't worry. I have friends. Friends that are friends with me against their will. Haha. [ Speedrunning friendship -- hang out with someone long enough that they just accept he's part of their lives. ]

𝘖𝘩 𝘯𝘰, 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦. 𝘐 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦. [Suddenly, she rereads the rest of his response and decides to dial it back on personal information. She quickly backspaces her text afterward.] 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯. 𝘐 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘫𝘰𝘣𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘧𝘢𝘳, 𝘴𝘰 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬.

[She's a bit tempted, but her instincts fight against her. Which leads to her next comment.]𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬-- 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴? 𝘈𝘴 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘢𝘴 𝘐'𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘫𝘰𝘣 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯, 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩..

𝘐 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯, 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴?! 𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘵𝘧?! 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥𝘦! 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘻𝘺!

Oh. I'm glad that you've found better work to engage with here. It's no good to have boring jobs while we're in such a fantastical place.

[ Is he going to acknowledge the rest of what she said? Kind of, but in his usual :) manner. ]

If you change your mind, I'll put in a good word for you. :) And I guess I can't blame you? Well, people are pretty easy. So long as you don't kill them, they eventually accept what you're saying, ha ha.

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝟤𝟦/𝟩 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘨𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.

[Noire is secretly enjoying the banter, but she's also super hesitant about even chatting with them. Especially since they often seem to weave around her questions. Talk about shady as a subway tunnel.]

[She ponders on about his occupation prior, but the thought alone felt akin to pandora's box. Just imagine the words (DO NOT OPEN) pummeling the inside of her mind in Helvetica font.

𝘈𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, 𝘐'𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘥𝘰 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦, "𝘐'𝘮 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥," 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘐'𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘦.

[ Hisoka won't deny that he reads like that, and honestly a little surprised that he hasn't caught anyone's eye. But he's equally happy that he hasn't. Lemons are the ones that tend to wait around until he does something; it's better to just kill the problem -- those are the sort of people that he hopes to run into. But alas, it has been hard to find them, and as mentioned before, he doesn't want lemons chasing after him.

Boohoo. Life is hard. ]

I'm going to move on from what you said in the beginning and get to answering the questions that you're wondering!

I work in a variety of places. I work part-time selling clothes, down in the lower levels selling food, sometimes in the middle level acting as a waiter, and sometimes helping out at a sex fetish shop... but you're a little too young for the last one so don't worry about that too much, okay?

[The canals of Noire's ears tighten as she reads on. She's a little curious about the clothing shop and the food selling. After all, she has 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘮 𝘰𝘧 experience 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮𝘦𝘳. But suddenly she slams her hands down onto her keyboard, her face contorting until she has this indecorous expression to indicate her shock. Her cheeks seethe scarlet as she gnaws idly against her tongue.]

𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘧𝘨𝘧 [in said shock she unintentionally sends a response full of what could only be called gibberish. Seriously, is this guy some sort of mail-order prostitute?!]

𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧𝘧, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘥. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘭𝘺, 𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘕𝘖𝘙𝘔𝘈𝘓 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘪𝘵. 𝘋𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘦𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳! 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴, 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?! 𝘛𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰, 𝘐'𝘮 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘶𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘢𝘮. [That means she is.]

All right.

[ Is he laughing behind his screen? Yes, yes, he is. ]

The clothing aspects. I work on the higher levels at a fancy boutique. Most of the time, I tell people what colors best suit them and show them various styles that they might like. There is an adult aspect to it, but don't worry about it. [ The store also houses some toys that he would show off to people if they're interested, 'cause why not? ]

The food portion is much more "normal," I suppose? It's down in the lower levels and just handing out food to whomever requests. Like fast food places, if you had those in your world.

I also sell sunglasses in the mall at a kiosk. That was fun. [ He just does whatever the fuck he wants or whatever sounds kind of enjoyable to do for a few hours. ]

𝘜𝘮, 𝘸𝘰𝘸.

[Despite the implied eroticism, this answer was surprisingly average to her.]

𝘞𝘦𝘭𝘭, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘋𝘰𝘦𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘤𝘤𝘶𝘱𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥? 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦? 𝘉𝘦𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘥𝘷𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘥.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴𝘦𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘨. 𝘐𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘳𝘦-𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴? 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘢 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘵? 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘧𝘴?

I dunno. I'm just someone who walks around on the floor and looks pretty. [ A slight beat. ] But it is of the higher chroma, as it were. The clothes can be tailored to the customer. Of course, the customer is told that if the outfit is tailored to better enhance their beauty, they are obligated to buy the attire.

Well, I work for both a fast food restaurant and a regular restaurant, but I'm sure they wouldn't mind a few chefs in both.

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