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

[Action]

[rather_be_surfing]

"You should do fine, then. Just remember to keep the as something no one would associate with you."

He'll stand, noting the clenched fingers, but saying nothing about them.

"All set?"

[Action]

[trinkett]

"Yes. Thank you. I must go, now."

There isn't anything pressing, just a keen internal sense that she might have somehow stepped over a Malnosso boundary and could be held liable for that by Them.

"Good Day, Mister Bliss."

[Action]

[rather_be_surfing]

"Take care, Ms. Trinkett."

[Action]

[trinkett]

The only reply he'll get are the hollow echoes of high heels clacking on the polished wooden floor.