Before she could finish speaking, a beautiful woman with a model's figure walked out of an office. "You're from the Astoria Daily, right? Perfect timing. Lawson, go ahead and move the things inside."
The receptionist, Lawson, heard her and immediately came out to move the items.
Claire Sinclair felt there was nothing left for her to do, so she said, "Um, if there's nothing else, I'll be heading back now."
"Hold on, kiddo," the woman called out to her.
'Kiddo...? I can't look that young, can I??'
Claire Sinclair looked up at the woman. "Hello. Was there something else?"
"Who's your supervisor?"
"Teacher Hartwell."
"Ah, Hanson!" The woman reacted as if she'd just heard an old friend's name, familiarly placing a hand on Claire's shoulder. "Since you work for Hanson, I can't let you leave empty-handed after coming all this way. Come with me, I have a little something for you."
