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"They've already eaten." Illias told her.

"I think they were just getting tired of being under that hat." he said.

"...especially THIS one." he went on, gesturing to one in specific, that was extending out in Averie's direction.

"SHE'S a troublemaker, she is."

Illias nodded.

"Very well." he replied.

"We shall do it that way." he told her.

That's when Averie noticed that his hat seemed to be... moving... a little. As though on its own, or if something was trapped beneath it.

"Oh, not NOW..." Illias muttered, before pausing.

"Actually... please forgive this little interruption." he then told Averie, before he removed his hat, and she saw several snakes sticking out and looking all around, their tongues darting everywhere.

"Well, just keep the long-term goal in mind." Illias responded.

"If you like, I can go on ahead and prep for the meeting." he told her.

"Let you carry on your business as normal." he said.

"Basically, you know your boss better than WE do." he went on.

"How do YOU want to do this?"

"Not at the moment." Illias responded.

"But do please try to not be violent when we see your boss." he told her.

"I realize that might be a tall order, but it'll be for the best." he then said.

"Beyond that, just follow my lead, and we'll have you getting the time you need away from your job." he assured her.

"And if all goes well, you'll have a better job."

"Fair point." Illias responded.

"Liason." he told her.

"See, the Unit has its arms spread out all over, but we need one... well... in this area." he said.

You would handle information gathering, diplomatic relations, and the like."[/b] he went on.

"Like a representative for the Unit." he continued.

"But, of course, you would be permitted to take action if need be, and equipped as such."

Illias accepted the mug, and sighed.

"To be honest, I just wanted to meet you." he told her.

"Let you know that, personally, you have my support." he said.

"A boss from hell is something nobody should suffer." he reasoned.

"And I really hope you get the position we're interviewing you for."

Illias raised an eyebrow.

"Normally I would love some irish cream, but I think I'll pass. This early, anyway." he commented.

"Just some sugar would be lovely." he told her.

"And whenever you're ready to go, we can go." he said.

"Would you prefer to take your own vehicle, or use the one I brought with me?" he asked.

"I will not refuse that hospitality." Illias responded.

"I like coffee." he said.

"And my apologies for showing up so late." he then apologized.

"Travelling from San Diego to here is... a lengthy trip." he said.

"Booking it so soon is a pain."

"My name is Illias." the man replied.

"I'm here on behalf of the branch of law known as Special Unit 3." he told her.

"My superiors wish to offer you a position at our company." he continued.

"This is, of course, barring an interview and assessment of your skills and capabilities, of course, but because you have been selected, and because the location is in San Diego, you will need to take some time off from your current job." he then explained.

"We have also received word that your own superior officers are being... somewhat inflexible... so I am here to accompany you to work, to serve them the proper papers, myself, personally." he went on.

"Is this all right?" he asked.

When she answered the door, she saw a male standing there that she didn't know.

Aside from his strange green-coloured hair that was hidden beneath a fedora-like hat, he was dressed very formally, in business attire, with a lanyard around he neck, an ID badge attached to the end.

'Illias', she was able to make out on it.

She also couldn't help but smell something on him. Something almost... reptilian, or scaley, at the very least.

"Officer Averie Winchester?" the man addressed her.

"Indeed." Lindsay agreed.

-A few days later-

It was Saturday morning, and Averie was getting ready to head to work. She was NOT looking forward to it, as her boss's attitude towards her had seemed to get even WORSE, ever since their minor altercation.

She was seriously contemplating getting physically violent with him, but before she could ponder it any longer, she heard a knock on her front door.

It was strong and assertive, but it wasn't forceful.

If she could attribute any sort of adjectives to it, it would be... authoritative and/or formal.

"Huh." Lindsay muttered.

"That's good to know." he said.

"Never would have considered going to Hal Sharp." he admitted.

"Same here." Rene said.

"But hey, if this works, it works." he commented.

"And it has long-term benefits as well. Gets her away from that toxic boss of her's if she gets a new job." he then reasoned.

Rene's expression changed, and Rowena could see his ego had been deflated.

"Oh?" Lindsay then asked suddenly.

"Already dealt with? How do you mean?" he asked her.

"Ah, yes." Rene said, snapping back to reality.

"Yeah, how did you deal with it?" he asked her.

"Sounds like Averie's boss is hellbent on stonewalling this." he commented.

"Who is it?" Lindsay called from inside.

"Me again." Rowena answered.

"Come in." Lindsay then said.

When Rowena opened the door and stepped inside, she saw that Rene was there as well, and they looked to both be trying to figure out a way to help Averie.

Rene then looked over towards her, and smiled slyly.

"Well, hello again, Rowena." he greeted her.

"You're looking as ravishing as ever." he said, his tone as smooth as he could make it.