Third Dispatch. I have Advice. Written.

[trinkett]

Dear Luceti,

My efforts to gain notice by the Malnosso Organization for my considerable human resources skills have not been enough, I fear.

To this end, I shall be offering my services free of charge: Effie's Advisements. No problem is too large or too small! We shall overcome -- together.

Most Sincerely,

Effie.

[That signature has a very elegant flourish to it.]

Comments

[Written]

[yourfononsarewhack]

Yes, it seems that they're notoriously picky with their recruitment policies. However, I'm afraid that I don't quite understand your alternate service.

[Written]

[trinkett]

It is quite simple: I am offering to help shape the next generation here in Luceti by helping to teach them how to become their very best! This is where my experience lies, chiefly: the social improvement and future preparation of the young.

[Written]

[yourfononsarewhack]

Oh? And you think this world's youth will surrender the management of their lifestyles to you so easily?

[Written]

[trinkett]

No, not at all. But I DO think they will yield the grooming of their exterior persons to one who knows well what it is like to stand before the scrutiny of others.

And you must admit, we live in a bubble. We are constantly scrutinized.