Going To Meet The Man (Lukretia & Taylor)

Lukretia carefully watched as the two decided to reunite at her expense. Her face fell from a smirk to a dull uninterested stare as Lia and Taylor spoke. Finally, when all was said and done, Lukretia decided to answer Taylor's question properly. "She is under miene employ. so technically meine signature is responsible for both places she receives a paycheck." She said and gave a stern look to Lia, that should be enough to tone down the sass a bit.

Lukretia was now tired of dealing with both of them at the same time, even if she had only been dealing with them for a few moments. Despite being a bit juvenile at times herself, there was only so much childishness she could take and both Lia and Taylor filled thee quota quite thoroughly by themselves. She stepped back behind her desk and shuffled some papers and moved a pen from one side to the other. 'Vhy don't ze two of you continue zis rousing conversation elsevhere. Suddenly, I am growing quite impatient und require a bit of time alone."

"Frauline cross, if you must chit-chat vith Frauline Parker zen vhy don't you do so outside. I'm sure Ms. Von Creuzfeldt vould love to hear ze two of you so skillfully try und berate one another. I vill call you if I need you, Guten Tag."

At Taylor's exasperated shout, Lia realized impromptu half-plan had worked reasonably well, all things considered, even if it was kinda on accident. Now Taylor's attention was mostly on Lia, kinda. Hopefully then she could get her out of the office and they could bitch at each other some more.

She was really, REALLY annoying though. Lia could not believe she ever considered this woman a viable buddy candidate. "Yeaaaah, if you're trying to tell me you DON'T deserve to be headbutted in the face, like, every second of every day... yeah, no, pull the other one. Not buying that. You're probably just shocked that she didn't like it when you called her a dirty whore or something." Lia immediately regretted saying that. Welp, was shooting for tact but kinda missed that mark... "Seriously, though, yep, I'm under the German's employ now." She winked back at Lukretia, recoiling a bit from Lukretia's glare. "Anyway, good idea, Boss Hogg. We can get back to calling each other soooo laaaaaame," she gave a mock squeaky whiny voice, "outside, k?" She gestured toward the door.

Taylor bristled. It seemed like Lia had a patent on saying things that pissed her off. Her hands tightened into fists, and Lia's annoying little mocking voice made her want to punch her in the face. She didn't, though. She was better than that. Better than HER.

She stomped her foot and growled and turned for the door. She violently threw it open and stormed out into the reception area. There was Hilde. She stopped, and suddenly her temper was sort of put in perspective by Hilde's comparative harmlessness. She relaxed a little, breathed a sigh. Her fists loosened. She gave Hilde a meek, apologetic smile and then walked over to the elevator. She hit the down button and folded her arms while she waited.

The worst part about Lia was that whenever she opened her mouth, she managed to make Taylor angry, but then even after she left her words still hung around. It's like she took the very worst parts of the truth, artfully phrased them to be as annoying and... hurtful as possible, and injected them under Taylor's skin. It was just like that. She knew Lia was just some stupid slutty bunny nut job, but she kept thinking about it... Why did everything she did involving other people turn into a fight? Wasn't she getting better about that.

Dammit, why was this elevator so slow. She didn't need to wait around here for an hour and soak in her humiliation any more. Screw everyone, she'd let them take shots at her if they actually took the time to get to know her first. She resisted the urge to look back over her shoulder.

As Taylor left, Lia headed for the door herself. She turned back around and flashed a big thumbs up and a grin at Lukretia before shutting the door behind her and escorting Taylor out into the hall.

She waved over Taylor at Hilde, "How's the sammich, Hilde-baby? They got like a half dozen different sauces and dressings and stuff so I can fetch something else next time the bossman has me running for coffee." She turned back to Taylor, watching the girl as she waited for the elevator. Mission accomplished. She could have just shut up and let Taylor leave. But Lia wanted so bad to twist the knife a bit more, "Seriously, why are you stalking me? I go for a walk, there you are. I get a brand new job, there you are. You are like the biggest closet case I have ever seen, cutiepie. What is it, the rabbit ears? You want my boobies? What, seriously? Could you stop following me EVERYWHERE?"

Taylor didn't look at Lia. She closed her eyes and groaned at the sound of her voice and began poking the down button repeatedly with her finger as if it would make the elevator go faster.

"I worked for AFW... first. Before your executive assistant job." She grumbled. Then she finally turned to face Lia, arms folded and scowling.

"You just see right through me, don't you." She said and threw her arms around Lia's neck, pulling her in and planting a bit fat kiss on her mouth. Ew. That's probably what she was after, though, right? Everyone here just wants a piece of everyone else, whichever way it comes. Maybe that'd shut her up. Wait, no it wouldn't.

Disgusted by Lia and herself and her miscalculation, she pushed Lia back and folded her arms again, tapping her foot while she waited for the elevator.

Lia smiled, "Executive assistant... I like the sound of that." Lia has been searching for proper euphemisms for her role. Bodyguard was not quite right, and security consultant suggested specific imagery which, in her role, it was usually best to avoid. Exterminator was right out. She was going to have to have a chat with Lukretia about the proper way to refer to Lia in public.

In fact, maybe not. That would just spur the German on.

She was toying with the phrase briefly when Taylor suddenly grabbed her and kissed her. "Mmph the mmck!" Lia gasped as she was released, "Gah, ew. Gross!" She spat. "I was just..." Lia grunted and shook her head, but then took a wry smile, "Oh, OH. And then you... Well played, dick."

"Yeah, executive assistant. Since I don't know anything about fighting or exterminating, yeah, that was a better idea." Lia shrugged, "Still, less than ten percent of the staff even shows up here. How do you get a freaking invite? This was like the ONE job I thought was safe from Tyler Sparkle or whatever."

Taylor, in spite of herself, cracked a smile. She erased it quickly, but maybe next time she decided to change her name she'd consider Tyler Sparkle. It had a ring to it. Like if female pro wrestling was ever featured on the Disney Channel.

"You're never safe from me." She said. "You complain an awful lot about people for someone whose sole purpose in life is to piss people off and be a giant dick. Here's a handy tip, if you don't want everyone trying to start shit with you, maybe just dial back the snark. I get it, you can make me angry. Good freaking job. You might've guessed but it's not the hardest thing in the world to do."

With a cheery "Bing!" the elevator doors slid open. Taylor stepped through and turned to face Lia. "You are so not coming to my birthday party."

Lia shrugged, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. We've been over this. I can do better than you, sweetie. Don't flatter yourself. I'll snark all I want to a whiny little tantrum throwing psycho. Good luck getting home without picking three fights on the way, cutepie."

As the door opened and Taylor called out, Lia snapped her fingers, "Aww, I'll miss meeting all one of your friends!"

"Oh, burn. Super good burn there. Good luck being a constant bitch, I hope that works out for you. You must have so many friends. You look so happy, too." Taylor said flatly. The doors slid shut and the elevator set into motion back down to the lowly first floor.

That could've gone better. But hey, she had a match coming up. She wouldn't be able to bring herself to go home yet, not without another training session, regardless of how sore and tired she already was.

Lia shrugged. What a tiresome woman. Definitely beating out hangovers as the worst possible result of a night of drinking.

Lia turned back to Hilde with a smile, "Eh, she could be a nice kid if she just stopped... you know... doing just about EVERYTHING she does. Eh heh heh, what a little scamp." She put her hands on her hips and shook her head, "Seriously though, how about that sandwich?" Lia's eyes suddenly shot wide as though she forgot something. She quickly turned around and opened the door to Lukretia's room and poked her head in, "Uh, Bossman, that attention whore stuff, that was just to try to get Taylor out of here. I wasn't trying to start shit with you. Besides, if I were going to insult you to your face, I'd pick someone a little bit better than Teela to do it with."