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I'm on my feet, I'm on the floor
I'm good to go
And all I need is just to hear a song I know
I want to always feel like part of this was mine
I want to fall in love tonight
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"Ms. Halliwell?"
Prue looked up to see a small, red-haired woman calling her name. "Ms. Halliwell, I'm Hannah, Mr. Buckland's secretary. He'll see you now."
Prue followed Hannah into the large main office. A young, bored-looking man was sitting behind the desk. He stood, smiling, when she came in.
"Ms. Halliwell, hello. I'm Rex Buckland." he said, putting out his hand.
Prue shook it. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Buckland. Please, call me Prue."
"All right, Prue, then I insist you call me Rex." he said cheerfully, motioning for her to sit. They both took their seats, and the interview began.
"I bet you were wondering why I called." Rex guessed.
Prue nodded. "Well, I was a bit curious."
"I heard about you from a friend, Lana, who used to work at the museum. She seemed quite fond of you, and your resume was excellent." he explained. "Although, your references were less than stellar."
"That's because my ex-boss is also my ex-fiance." Prue clarified.
Rex nodded understandingly. "Ah, I see. The whole male ego thing."
Prue smiled, surprised to hear this from a man. "Exactly."
"Well, then, now that that's cleared up, I've just got one other question. I noticed you've been out of work for quite a while, and I must admit that this, along with the discommending reference you've already explained, had me a bit curious." Rex said.
"It wasn't by choice. I couldn't work due to an injury from a car accident a few months ago." Prue explained.
"But your ready to go back to work now?" Rex pressed.
Prue nodded. "It's why I was so eager when you called. I hadn't realized it until then, but I missed having a job, and I think it's time I go back. Why do you ask? Does this mean I'm going to get the job?"
"You're not easily distracted, are you?" Rex asked with an amused smile. "That's good. I like that. I'm afraid I can't answer your question, though. Don't worry, you'll find out soon. First, I need you to come look at a few pieces for me."
Hannah appeared in the doorway, and escorted them to a room filled with antiques. Prue immediately felt at home.
"Tell me about this one." Rex requested, pointing to a painting.
"It's beautiful. Da Vinci, right? It would be worth millions, if it wasn't a fake." Prue said confidently after studying the work.
"What makes you say that?" Rex asked her.
"A few reasons." she replied. "For one, it's too well-preserved. There's not nearly enough yellowing for the piece to be that old. For another thing, the frame is made of ceder. All the Italian painters back then used pine."
"Very good," Rex said, impressed. "I have to confess, I never would have known that had Hannah here not done the research for me before our interview. I'm really more of a business man than anything else. I've just inherited the place, and I could really use someone with your obvious knowledge of antiques. When can you start?"
Prue flushed with pleasure. "As soon as you want me to."
Then it was decided. On Monday, Prue would go back to work as an appraiser in what she thought had the potential to be the biggest auction house in San Fransisco. Thanking her new boss profusely, Prue ran downstairs. She couldn't wait to tell her sisters.
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A/N: I know, this sounds a lot like a certain season one episode. Ten points to anyone who leaves the name of the ep in their review! And yes, this is just another lame scheme by moi to boost the review count. *g*
~from the song "A Praise Chorus" by Jimmy Eat World~
I'm on my feet, I'm on the floor
I'm good to go
And all I need is just to hear a song I know
I want to always feel like part of this was mine
I want to fall in love tonight
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Ms. Halliwell?"
Prue looked up to see a small, red-haired woman calling her name. "Ms. Halliwell, I'm Hannah, Mr. Buckland's secretary. He'll see you now."
Prue followed Hannah into the large main office. A young, bored-looking man was sitting behind the desk. He stood, smiling, when she came in.
"Ms. Halliwell, hello. I'm Rex Buckland." he said, putting out his hand.
Prue shook it. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Buckland. Please, call me Prue."
"All right, Prue, then I insist you call me Rex." he said cheerfully, motioning for her to sit. They both took their seats, and the interview began.
"I bet you were wondering why I called." Rex guessed.
Prue nodded. "Well, I was a bit curious."
"I heard about you from a friend, Lana, who used to work at the museum. She seemed quite fond of you, and your resume was excellent." he explained. "Although, your references were less than stellar."
"That's because my ex-boss is also my ex-fiance." Prue clarified.
Rex nodded understandingly. "Ah, I see. The whole male ego thing."
Prue smiled, surprised to hear this from a man. "Exactly."
"Well, then, now that that's cleared up, I've just got one other question. I noticed you've been out of work for quite a while, and I must admit that this, along with the discommending reference you've already explained, had me a bit curious." Rex said.
"It wasn't by choice. I couldn't work due to an injury from a car accident a few months ago." Prue explained.
"But your ready to go back to work now?" Rex pressed.
Prue nodded. "It's why I was so eager when you called. I hadn't realized it until then, but I missed having a job, and I think it's time I go back. Why do you ask? Does this mean I'm going to get the job?"
"You're not easily distracted, are you?" Rex asked with an amused smile. "That's good. I like that. I'm afraid I can't answer your question, though. Don't worry, you'll find out soon. First, I need you to come look at a few pieces for me."
Hannah appeared in the doorway, and escorted them to a room filled with antiques. Prue immediately felt at home.
"Tell me about this one." Rex requested, pointing to a painting.
"It's beautiful. Da Vinci, right? It would be worth millions, if it wasn't a fake." Prue said confidently after studying the work.
"What makes you say that?" Rex asked her.
"A few reasons." she replied. "For one, it's too well-preserved. There's not nearly enough yellowing for the piece to be that old. For another thing, the frame is made of ceder. All the Italian painters back then used pine."
"Very good," Rex said, impressed. "I have to confess, I never would have known that had Hannah here not done the research for me before our interview. I'm really more of a business man than anything else. I've just inherited the place, and I could really use someone with your obvious knowledge of antiques. When can you start?"
Prue flushed with pleasure. "As soon as you want me to."
Then it was decided. On Monday, Prue would go back to work as an appraiser in what she thought had the potential to be the biggest auction house in San Fransisco. Thanking her new boss profusely, Prue ran downstairs. She couldn't wait to tell her sisters.
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A/N: I know, this sounds a lot like a certain season one episode. Ten points to anyone who leaves the name of the ep in their review! And yes, this is just another lame scheme by moi to boost the review count. *g*
~from the song "A Praise Chorus" by Jimmy Eat World~