Aaaaaand back to official business.

And then it hit her. The Minister leaving would mean so. much. work.

As each job task was mentioned, Tiffany carefully listened to her own. Each time she got even more disappointed. Media Liasions ugh, who cares? Even Coordinator.... Whatever. Then finally, Ministry Advisors. This is what she really cared about. Perking her head up a little at the mention, she kicked one foot over the other and crossed her legs under the table. ... Wait, that was it? They just had to be in even more strict correspondence with the Senior and Junior undersecretaries? Well, that was easy.

She noticed another woman taking notes and looked down at her own beautiful stationary. She couldn't have anyone showing her up! So Tiffany started taking notes too, except her notes were in the form of pictures--er doodles to be exact. But, just as effective. Ahem. Right. "Yes, Sir," she nodded and looked up at her boss in response to the question, then naturally went back to the note taking-- ahem, doodling. But no one had to know. Just like those shoes she bought for 50% off. For all anyone knew, Tiffany had bought those full price. Somethings are better left unknown.