[Ganerdene] Civilized business knows no bounds

Namjilyn Nergüi

She raised an eyebrow at Neil's answer, though mostly kept her attention on Wesker as he worked. She could admire the honesty of such a simple answer. "Do try to keep the witty comments to a minimum," Nergüi said coolly. "Though some of my patrons do accept that sort of banter, some also would devour you right where you stand for the insult. I appreciate that you are able to recognize the tastelessness of it, however."

Wesker, though. Yes, she did think he would be an asset to have around. The lady accepted the drink that he made, smelling it delicately before bringing it to her lips. "You ignored the AB," she noted. "Most people will go for it thinking that expense equals quality." That was the rarest blood type, after all. "It was good thinking to not mix the type B's together. That would have created a different taste and likely would have ruined the entire thing. Good of you to notice the magic, too. That component leaks away if put too near the top. A complete waste of money."

She took only half of it to get an idea what what it would taste like nearer to the bottom before setting it aside. "Very well, then. I admit to being impressed. Although, I am also a bit confused as to what allows you have this much skill. You do not seem to be a vampiric being." There was too much blood going through his veins for that, she could sense it.

Namjilyn Nergüi

She made a small hum of approval at Wesker's answer. Despite the question of his youth, Nergüi really did think she would simply hire him at that moment. Better that she snatched him up early on then let the competitors take his talents. "I believe that we can come to an arrangement, yes, though I expect that your studies may prove to be some sort of an obstacle."

Neil, however, continued to surprise her. At this point, Nergüi unsure if he was just very stupid or very desperate. "Please refrain from drinking blood if you are already incompatible with such a thing," she said, a tint of both amusement and resignation in her voice. "It would be very embarrassing to have to call an ambulance for you. That said, if you are so determined, I might be willing to give you a shot at it."

"That said, there are a limited number of slots available at the moment but a few of my older employees have expressed some interest in moving their shifts. What times would be most interesting to the two of you?"

Namjilyn Nergüi

"The nighttime hours are well staffed as they are," Nergüi agreed. "Mornings and afternoons shifts, then. My senior staff will be pleased." It was an understatement, really. A majority of her older employees were vampires of the more traditional variety, the same band which she had attached herself to some forty or fifty years ago when she had first come to the island. They were truly creatures of the night, the sort who would cloak themselves in heavy clothing to simply step out into the sun.

She could only hope, however, that Wesker would be able to put up with Neil. "I have slots open from sunrise to sunset. I would be more specific but to be entirely honest, all of those are very flexible. The ones most commonly avoided is the span from approximately eight in the morning to four in the afternoon." The lady narrowed her eyes a bit in thought before saying to Wesker, "For part time work, I most likely put your shifts at eight to noon on the weekends and two to six on the weekdays, unless you have any objections to that plan."

Nergüi considered Neil for a moment. "I am a bit unclear on if you are planning to take this as a part time job or a full time one, though my thoughts right now are that you are attempting the latter option. I would put you on the shift from eight to four in that case."