voicemail.

[coastal]

[Following the "record your voicemail at the beep" message--]

What? Who gave you the right to order me around? -- W-Wait, was that the beep?

I wasn't prepared--!! [a whispered hiss:] How do you get this thing to stop-?!

[Beep!

You know the drill! IC Inbox for voice/video/action threads for whatever occasion.]

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a random shop call....

[hoasen]

[It's time for a flower shop scene if you're gonna swordhaus top level /muscle.

Vietnam sometimes scout out the local competition just in case. It's not so much she considers them rivals (since it's posing as a teahouse as well and sometimes she purposely orders from other flower shops to make up for some stock). But she still has to keep a look out to make sure to make sure the shop stays on top of its game, else her boss starts whining.

On a day where she's checking out this one shop, she enters to look around. The other staff members probably already know she's the other flower shop, but wait she hasn't seen Lili's face before even though they texted WHOOPS.]

So that is in season...

[coastal]

[ . . . . Lili blinks once at the newcomer and her eyes narrow a little bit as she inspects the wares so closely. The staff members make no move to help her either, so that makes Lili wonder if this person is truly someone that needs to be helped at all?

Ah, the competitive streak.

She raises a delicate eyebrow.]

Pardon me, may I help you with something?

[Her tone is sweet - but almost sickeningly so.

It also holds an underlying tone of "maybe redirect you back out the door?"]

[hoasen]

[The voice was unfamiliar, so she wasn't as surprise to look up to see a complete stranger serving her. What a regal looking girl! It sounds professional. Perhaps too much, but she can relate. They're here to work.]

Hello, I would like to place a large order. I have an account here.

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[coastal]

[ . . . . . ok.

Lili runs through a list of scenarios in her mind. Why weren't the other shop assistants helping this woman then? Weird. There's a small little huff.]

[coastal]

[That's quickly replaced with a paper thin smile - though there's no doubt that it's practiced and seamless.]

How lovely. Might I ask the occasion?

[hoasen]

[Are they making the new girl do things!! Gosh people! But that's okay, she can meet the new girl this way.]

Ah! No occasion, though that would be nice. I am here to order stock for the shop I work at. [Time for some of that B2B.]

[coastal]

[ . . . . order stock for another shop?!]

... You wish to take some of our flowers to provide more for your own place of work?

[hoasen]

[Ah, it looks like this is new to her. She nods.]

Yes. How to say...a shop could specialise in certain types of products, and another shop with others. One could keep it exclusive to their own, or sell it to others to make more profit. Selling between businesses instead of just to the consumer.

[coastal]

[It's true, Lili's not familiar with the ins and outs of trade on such a local level once the goods are actually delivered to a town but... it still doesn't entirely sit right with her.]

And I'm to believe that we've gone through such exchanges with your shop before?

[hoasen]

[Now is the time to learn, Lili! Then you can slowly take over that store (wait)]

Yes, you can check for our account. It is "Thistle Do Nicely".

[coastal]

[ . . . . well. Lili will go to do just that - and of course she does manage to find the shop. Then she's going to do some quick research to figure out market value for the flowers, not to mention use a bit of her own insight to think about how they can best be arranged....

If she's going to give these flowers away to a competitor then absolutely she plans to get a profit out of it.]

And how many did you wish to request?