Hello!:3 it's me, the writer! Nice to meet you, anybody who is reading this. So yeah, hi! I haven't really got much to say, except to stay away from drugs, drink plenty of milk, and get plenty of sleep. Oh, and please review what you think of the story so far 'cause I get kinda depressed once I finish a chapter. I'm such a drama queen.

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Jack watched Sally take the seat that was in front of his desk. He chuckled internally as she fidgeted on the chair and then took his place at his own desk.

Pushing aside a few loose papers, he set down two tea cups and saucers. He also put out a small bowl of sugar cubes and a little pitcher of cream. Taking the teapot he had refilled a few minutes ago, he served himself a cup of tea.

He glanced at sally and gestured to the pot.

"Would you care for some tea, sally?"

She glanced at the pot and bit her lip.

"Well... I'm not sure. I haven't really had it before." she answered honestly.

"All the more reason to have some, then." he said as he delicately filled the cup in front of her and dropped in two sugars.

She hesitantly took the cup and raised it to her mouth. She breathed in the enticing aroma before sipping and giving a pleasant hum.

"It's good!" she said as she drank the rest of the cup and placed it in front of him with a smile on her face. "More, please!"

Surprised by her enthusiasm, he refilled her cup. She drank that one just as fast as the first. And then a third. A fourth. A fifth.

Eventually he just handed her the entire pot.

Taking a second watch her drink from the spout of the pot, he cleared his throat and folded his hands.

"Well then... I guess we'll start the interview."

Sally blushed and tore herself away from the teapot, trying to sit as straight as possible. She failed at inconspicuously wiping the tea dripping from her mouth with her sleeve.

Jack decided to ignore it and proceeded.

"Sally, you have your resume` I presume?"

she nodded and pulled it out of her pocket. When she handed it to him their hands lightly brushed each other and Sally's ears reddened slightly.

Jack didn't notice and opened up the folded paper.

It was wrinkled, and torn in several places. Some of the ink that was scrawled on it was smudged and he swore he saw a coffee ring stain on the lower right hand corner.

He knew it wasn't important, but his curiosity got the better of him.

"Sally, may I ask why your resume` is so... weathered?"

She blushed again and nervously pushed her two index fingers together. She refused to meet his eyes.

"Well, the thing is, Mister Skellington... I don't really have a printer. And making copies costs a lot of money... so... that's the only one I have." she said quietly.

Unsure of how to respond, he just gave a simple "oh" and moved on.

Reading through her resume`, he was pleased to find evidence of a strong intellect. She had scored the highest on her SAT's for all of high school, along with winning several awards in writing, mathematics, and science. She had several recommendations from various teachers commending her.

She was born in Halloween town, and had lived there her whole life.

No criminal record.

And more than enough community service.

Her interests, however, were certainly... interesting.

"Cartoons?" he said out loud.

She smiled and nodded.

"I love cartoons! Ever since I was a kid I've always liked getting up early to watch them, spongebob, invader Zim, the powerpuff girls, johnny Bravo-"

She would have kept going, but she saw the look on Jack's face and fell silent. He looked confused, as if she had been speaking in another language.

"S-sorry. I get kinda excited about cartoons. I guess you think I'm pretty childish, huh?" she said embarrassingly.

Jack shook his head.

"No, it's not that. It's just that... I don't really know much about cartoons. I never watched them as a kid."

"You didn't? Why not, Mister Skellington?"

"I mostly watched monster movies and tales from the crypt." he answered.

"That doesn't really surprise me..." Sally whispered under her breath.

"What was that?"

"N-nothing!"

Jack leaned back in his chair and read off some of her other interests.

"Reading."

"Yep. All the time!"

"You enjoy cooking rice?"

"It's cheap, and delicious."

"Studio Ghibli movies."

"Yeah!"

"Something called... yaoi?"

"T-that one's not important. Let's keep going."

"Kittens."

"I wuv them!"

"And... Sherlock Holmes."

"Yes."

Jack studied Sally carefully. She looked like a nice, honest girl. She was smart. She had a very good charm about her. In essence, she was all he could really ask for. He knew for a fact that she was better then any assistant the mayor would have picked for him.

But, there was only one way to determine if she was suitable to work alongside him as his assistant.

Placing the paper down, he leaned forward slightly and folded his hands. He looked her straight in the eyes and took a serious tone.

"Sally... why do you want to work in the town hall?"

She took several moments to think about her answer and then answered him without a single stutter.

"Well... who wouldn't? It's an institution."

Jack slowly smiled.

"Very good. You've got the job."