𝙲𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚎 𝚁𝚞𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎

ᴇᴘ 2 - ʙᴀᴅ ʀᴇᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ

Red Velvet. Much to my distaste, Pomegranate, the receptionist, is returning from vacation today.

[There is a small pause as the camera worker asks a question.]

Red Velvet. Did I miss her? Absolutely not! If it was up to me, she would have already headed out the door, doing the walk of shame in those gross little red heels of hers. She thinks that she can just sit up there on her tall desk, and- and look down on us salesmen all days like we're beneath her? Well, news flash, Pomegranate.

[Red Velvet stands up, closing in on the camera.]

Red Velvet. You are a receptionist. I am an assistant manager. We both know who has more power, here.

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Dark Enchantress. I can't, in good faith, pass the company onto Red Velvet when I retire. I know that probably sounds horrible now, a mother not wanting to give her business to her son... but take a look at him. Do you really mean to tell me that he wouldn't fire half the workers in one day, and scare the other half into quitting? It simply wouldn't be good for business. In fact, just thinking about it-

[Dark Enchantress pulls a wine glass filled to the brim out of thin air. She takes a small sip, before pointing to it.]

Dark Enchantress. Makes me need some of this.

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Pomegranate. No, of course I'm not excited to be back. Did you seriously have to ask me that question?

[The 'camera' nods.]

Pomegranate. Ugh, you need to be replaced with a new interviewer. You clearly aren't the brightest. But to answer your generic question... I don't think you could find a place any worse than this. All of the callers are imbiciles, the computer doesn't even work half the time, I have to sit not ten feet away from Licorice and Red Velvet. I'm already on my last straw with those idiots.

[There's a momentary silence as the camera worker asks a question.]

Pomegranate. I guess you could say I'm staying because of a little opening Dark Enchantress offered me, long ago. I'm forbidden to go into any detail about it, but... let's just say, Red Velvet isn't going to be very happy with me in a few years.

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[The office is dark. Streamers and other party decorations have been hung up by Dark Enchantress to welcome a certain employee back. Only the faint glow of Dark Choco's computer could be seen upon arrival, as he refused to participate with the others.]

[Dark Enchantress is crouched down behind Pomegranate's desk, shushing a very impatient Licorice beside her.]

Dark Enchantress. Licorice, you are going to ruin this surprise party if you do not shut your mouth. Or, better yet, you're fired.

Licorice. Okay, okay! Jeeez-

[Little does Dark Enchantress realize that Licorice is busy taping an airhorn to the bottom of Pomegranate's chair.]