lavandarlizard2 | Wednesday Banshee

A little something ahead of the #2 worst holiday of the year. ^___^ Yeah, I confess; I hate "family" holidays. They usually wind up as mine fields or target ranges. Blood is not only thicker than water; it's harder to get rid of. >.< If you're walking into one of those tomorrow, good luck. I will be stuffing myself at the local buffet and then shopping. ^___^

BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does

I opened my email, found and snagged the attachment from Beren, as well as one from Cathy. Her mail stated that she would merge both raw lists and have a professional copy for me by 1000 tomorrow. I thanked both of them in reply and got to work.

I hadn’t meant to get too into the lists, intending to just print them out as-is to give to Ctik, but there were notations galore all through them; stuff like ‘antiques appraisal’, ‘gemologist’, ‘art museum’, ‘resale shop’, and my favorite, ‘what the fuck is *this*?!’

I was still snickering over those when Zuma sidled up to my desk and slipped a parchment in front of me. It was a list of names and phone numbers, with dates and times next to each one.

“Your appraisers. I’ve already called Gisela and she’ll be ready. I’ve also arranged with the port room to pick up and deliver the appraisers. I thought we might get a better idea of the value if we consulted people not from that area.” He grinned brightly and batted his eyes at me.

I stared at him for a good five seconds. “Damn! You’re good! Where have you been hiding all this coordination?” Inazuma isn’t usually the most organized person in the office; was this some kind of love sickness?

He smacked me lightly. “I asked Enrique and Estaban where to start and they both said not to do everything local. Sometimes local appraisers will collude to get better deals. And Estaban suggested I start with ‘estate sales’ for my Google search.”

I looked over at the South American Elf and Wizard and gave them two thumbs up.

“Do you want to do all of the walk-throughs, or shall I do some?”

I checked the dates. There were about twenty appraisers scheduled over the next three days. We were going to wish we had a time turner by 1500 tomorrow. I opened my calendar and began plugging the times in. “Zuma, we’re going to need more than just the two of us.”

“I can help,” said Tiffany, appearing at my desk. “I’d like to get a look at the folks who care so much about a family vampire. And I helped with the estate when my grandparents passed.”

Inazuma and I looked at each other. “We won’t need to use the port room for all of them that way,” he said.

“Yeah…” I grinned up at my boss. “We would love to have your help!”

“How about Moira too? You’ll have to break early to be here when Heero gets back from his Clanhold.”

“Oh.” I’d almost forgotten that Heero wasn’t quite finished with his own mess. “Right. Yeah; sure, then. Um… If you’re sure Q won’t object? It *is* supposed to be my project…”

“Don’t be silly; you are allowed help. You’re also being graded on how well you make use of resources. We’re your resources,” she smirked.

“Cool.” I looked around the office and raised my voice. “Yo! Anyone else want to get in on this vampire thing? Plenty of stuff to do.”