Late around midnight, at the Woodlands' lobby:
"Hello," The woman paused. "Um, excuse me? Sir?"
The guard at the desk grunted, lifting up his cap to reveal his tiresome eyes to her.
"...Yes?" He sounded a bit annoyed.
"I was told to see a 'Miss White' for new citizenship in the Fabletown area. Could you point me in the right direction as to where her office is?"
He grunted, and checked his watch. "First of all, it's around midnight. Second, Miss White is most likely sleeping in her apartment by now. You're going to have to wait until she's available later in the morning - should you decide to stay."
"Oh, I apologize, I didn't realize it was that late. Could - could I wait here in the lobby until then?"
"By all means. Now, if that'll be all..." The security guard tilted his cap to cover his face and went back to sleep.
She squinted to look at his nametag, then proceeded to relax on the couch in the corner. It was only then her eyes became weary with tiredness as well.
Yawning, the pale beauty stretched her arms out as far as she could toward the ceiling. Eventually, she let out an exasperated sigh.
Sleepy-time.
"...Hey, hey! Are you awake?"
The girl moaned and opened her eyes.
"Good morning, erm, 'Whoever-you-are', Miss White is ready to see you now."
"Oh?" The girl seemed surprised at how time went by so fast. She looked at the familiar face of the security guard standing before her. Then, the face of a formal businesswoman standing behind him.
Snow smiled. "Miss Everwind, glad you could make it. Now, if you'll follow me, we can get started on your interview."
Miss Everwind gave a faint smile back to Snow and the guard, to which she proceeded to follow her down the hallway.
"So, I trust your trip from Ireland boded well for you?"
"Yes! I've never sailed in a boat before, let alone cross the Atlantic. It was pretty exciting to experience."
"I'm sure it was," She turned to look at Everwind. "Well, here we are, the Business Office." Snow opened the door.
She nodded back toward Snow. Miss Everwind's eyes widened when she saw how vast and spacious the office was. "Wow! Is this your office?"
Snow laughed. "In a sense - not entirely my own, however."
The two approached a large wooden desk, as the both of them sat in their appropriate seats.
"Phew," Snow was enjoying how big her new chair was. Perhaps a little too much. "Ahem, let's get started with the interview, shall we?"
Snow grabbed a file from one of the numerous stacks of folders piled on her desk.
"Keep in mind, Miss Everwind, that these will be simple questions. Answer them to the best of your ability, so that I may determine whether or not you're fit to be a Fabletown citizen."
She nodded.
"Question 1: What do you do if a Mundy were to compromise the existence of our community?"
"Umm, wipe their mind with a memory-loss spell?"
"Question 2: What is the best approach to combat illegal activity in the Fabletown area?"
"Contact the nearest authority figure as soon as possible, and let them know of the situation."
"Question 3: What are our most vital rules to abide by, here in Fabletown?"
"Well, for non-human Fables, they'd have to wear a Glamour at all times when out in public - unless they want to risk going to The Farm. Let's see... oh! Never kill Mundies or fellow Fable citizens. Those definitely should be the crucial ones."
"Three out of three questions answered. Not a bad start, Miss Everwind."
"Just the three? That's it?"
Snow smiled. "Indeed. Your answers were logical and reasonable, and you didn't throw a fit! This is why you passed. Now, the last thing you need to do is sign the Fabletown Compact."
Snow pulled a paper out from one of the desk drawers, slowly sliding it across the desk toward her.
She tapped the paper with her pen. "Sign here, please. Basically, this document will absolve you of any past wrongdoings you may have committed in the past, and will welcome you as an official Fabletown citizen after you do so."
The Irish woman carefully grabbed the pen from Snow and signs.
Fayde Everwind
"Congratulations, Miss Everwind. Welcome to Fabletown."