"You've worked with computers unprofessionally for months, hm?" The manager, who the applicant saw was named Marion Moseby, looked down at the applications.

"Yes sir. My sister and I've been working with them for our family and friends for months." Des Lipsky, sixteen-years-old and green-eyed, said with a confident smile. She tucked her short black hair (the tips of which, down at the end, were tinted light blue) behind her ear. "Arwin Hawkheiser trained us."

"Arwin? Really?" Moseby smiled, then gained a serious expression. "Please tell me you're not as clumsy as him."

"Nah, we're just his nieces."

"His ni-...nigh...neh..." Des looked in shock as her - and her sister Syd's - future boss fainted.

"Sir?" She asked, looking at his unconscious form.

"'M fine." The man replied, getting back on his feet. "I'm fine! So, you seem all right to me, no reason why I shouldn't hire you. There is one thing you should know, though."

"What's that, sir?"

"We recently installed wireless internet in the hotel, and we've been having slight trouble with it. Thus, you girls may have to live at the Tipton. Is that all right?"

"Mom said 'do anything' to get a job, well, with the obvious exceptions, so it's fine."

"Very well. Here's your room key." He handed Des two room keys, one for her and one for her sister Syd.

"Hey, Des, didja get our jobs yet?" Syd, who looked exactly like Des (but with longer hair), smiled as she jumped down the steps and walked toward her sister.

"You two are twins? Oh no." Moseby muttered, and then fainted again.

"What's his problem?" Syd muttered.

"I have no idea," Des grinned.

-

"Everyone, I'd like to introduce the newest members of our staff: Syd and Des Lipsky, the Wi-Fi team." Moseby smiled as the entire staff gathered in the lobby, including London Tipton. "They'll be on the fifth floor, in room twenty-seven, in case you need them."

"What school do you guys attend?" Maddie, the blonde candy counter girl (as the new twins could see by the name on her nametag), asked.

"Liberty High." Syd smiled.

"Do you have a b-" A boy asked, about three years younger than they were, before a woman (who must have been his mother) covered his mouth with her hand.

"Sorry about that," the mother replied. "I'm Carey, by the way, Carey Martin. These are my two boys, Zack and Cody."

"Nice to meet you." Des nodded.

-

"Okay, girls, now, I forgot to mention...one of your other duties will be the stage." Moseby led the girls into a room on the first floor, where they saw a stage.

"Yes, all right, I love the stage!" Syd smiled as she jumped down once to prep herself, then up and on the stage. She then began singing. "'Ya had a bad day, ya takin' one down, ya sing a sad song just to turn it around..."

Des grabbed a fire extinguisher, then looked at Moseby, her eyebrows raised. Moseby nodded, and Des sprayed her sister with the extinguisher.