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WHO:Jonah Jameson, Bianca Reyes, darkness pledge
WHERE:The offices of the Banner
WHEN: 1st of May
WARNINGS: Jonah likes to curse
SUMMARY: Jonah is having a job interview with mrs Reyes and has arranged a meeting to rent out one of his appartments
FORMAT: whatever you want

Jonah was waiting in his office. He had a glas of water and a set of pills standing in front of him, while looking through the glass doors into the press room. The scents just weren't right in this place. The temp secretary cringed whenever he even looked her way and it seemed she was only doing out the day, because his city editor had begged her to stay.

He'd never had that much trouble with the Brant girl back home, that's for sure.

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It's not hard to make black coffee, she wants to say, but something tells her there's much more to it than that.

"I can start in two days. I just got here and need to make sure I am situated and that my son is okay. He's had a rough time of it while here."

There has been, and will continue to be some cuddling and talking until he's all talked out.

"But I can get you a cup of coffee before I go."

Jonah sighs. Two whole days of dealing with incompetence.

"Do you have an apartment yet?" He was planning to use the last apartment left for offices, but the quicker the woman is situated, the sooner she'll get to work and the better off he'll be.

"I've made arrangements. It still needs to be furnished and I have to buy food and clothes."

Jonah grabs a cheque out of his desk and fills it in.

"Here's an advance. Make sure you get something decent. I can't have you showing up at work all exhausted because you buy some crappy second hand bed."

He hands the cheque to her, it's for a 1000$

She hands it right back.

"I can't take this."

Dude, she is not taking a 1000 when she hasn't even worked yet.

She gets up.

"But thank you anyway, Mr. Jameson. I will see you in two days."

Jonah looks at the cheque, rather stunned that anyone would refuse that much money. Then he tears up the check and puts it in the paper shredder. Can't have some nitwit taking advantage of his generousity.

"Just be careful, this city can be dangerous."

"Don't worry. I can take care of myself."

Then she goes.

A few minutes, she comes back with a hot cup of coffee.

"Here you go."

Then she leaves again.

It's damn good coffee, black, just like how he said he liked it. You had to learn to work miracles after a while with the shoddy coffee-makers in the breakroom at the hospital.

Jonah sips his coffee and smiles. Glad to know at least one damn thing in this city is going right.

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