(@AbePeurlm) — work with them on this particular job. They must be some bastards if you'd rather try out someone new, huh?

(@AbePeurlm) — many people are going to sign up to work with kids, right? I'm guessing there must only be maybe one or to other people you've got on hold. Considering you got me here, I'm gonna say these are people you've worked with but you wouldn't want to —

(@AbePeurlm) — followed him, ignoring his dismissal completely like he'd ignored her when she'd first approached him. She was a lot smarter than she looked, and she could look as smart as she liked. One of the perks of being on the job.] You realise not —

(@AbePeurlm) — I'd deal with a homeless guy having a heart attack? So...empathy? Of course. Gotta test that if I'm to be dealing with kids. The impatience too, probably. That was another strike, wasn't it? [She was mostly rambling to herself as she —

(@AbePeurlm) Alright. So, my references checked out but I did something wrong here. It wasn't the drop and roll, so it must be me getting straight to the point and not wanting to play along with your little ruse. I'm assuming that was for, what? To see how —

(@AbePeurlm) — shoulder while she was dealing with the amateur drop and roll move he'd set up for her.]

(@AbePeurlm) — I'm going to need a drink. If you're done with it, I'm still going to need a drink. So how about we talk this over over a drink instead? [Walking after him as she spoke, she tugged her bag over her shoulder once more. It had slipped off her —

(@AbePeurlm) [He hadn't caught her quite unawares and, so, rather easily in fact, she dropped and rolled. Standing up then, she brushed her clothes before following after him, a sigh leaving.] Look, I've had quite a day so if you're gonna keep testing me, —

(@AbePeurlm) — furthered her current goal of getting him to quit acting already.]

(@AbePeurlm) — extended her arms towards the centre of his chest as she spoke, giving him all the time in the world to give up his ruse whenever he pleased. In case he didn't though, she was more than willing to do the fake CPR, if that helped in any way and —

(@AbePeurlm) — them, at least five of them would clock that he was acting within minutes. Rolling her eyes, she kneels down by him, her brows raising as she looks down at him.] Would you like for me to do pretend CPR for the pretend heart attack? [She —

(@AbePeurlm) [And now the heart attack ruse. Honestly, this man. With a sigh, she made her way to him, honestly wondering how far he would take this whole thing. She didn't even want to get started on his acting. She was sure that if the had people around —

(@AbePeurlm) — tossed and pretend to be drunk, just like you. Or is that too cliché at this point, considering that seems to be your thing right now?

(@AbePeurlm) — hoping to find a job to fall back on if this one didn't work out and had lucked out.] Alright. Let's do it your way then. Would you rather I be the chirpy co-ed? Or just plain stoned? Oh! I know! I could grab that bottle of fake alcohol you —

(@AbePeurlm) — was vetting him just like he was trying to vet her, and this wasn't off to a very great start. He seemed rather hell bent on testing her, and she'd had a day. She'd spent most of it running across the city, from one contact to the other, —

(@AbePeurlm) [Of course he went for option 3. The one where he ignores her and pretends to not know what she's talking about. With a sigh, she starts following him again, slipping her phone back into her pocket as she walks. She had patience, sure. But she —

(@AbePeurlm) — sexist assumption and get to the point" act.]

(@AbePeurlm) — their own, I guess. [Shrugging her shoulders, she cocked her brow, waiting expectantly for him to glance at the text, make his calculations in his head, realise his mistake and get to either the bumbling apology or the "lets skip over my —

(@AbePeurlm) — want to look at this. Just so, you know, you can quit pretending to be a homeless drunkard, or whatever ruse you're currently trying to go for. I personally wouldn't have gone for the homeless look if I was as buffed up as you, but to each —

(@AbePeurlm) — college chick who was just lost in whatever hazy high. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled her phone out and opened the text message confirming the meeting. Holding her phone out to his retreating figure, she cleared her throat.] You might —