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[Imelda may be good at many things, but technology is not one of them. Nor is being on her own in a strange place, so different from Santa Cecilia or even the Land of the Dead. She's not particularly good at approaching people either. But needs must and her needs right at the moment include a job, red bills aren't going to work forever and she can't seem to figure out how to find one. All before there were contacts, and she's gotten used to whatever her beloved familia has set on the ofrenda. Now she is back to nothing. Less than nothing.

She tries not to let that show, though, sitting straight and stern for the camera as if posing for an old photograph]

I'm looking for work. [and how annoying to have to do this all over again. She who had started a successful zapataria twice... and would do so a third time. When she had enough money gathered.]

I can cook and clean and mend and all those things required running a household. [she waves a hand] Finances are a specialty.

If you are looking for some skilled labor, or know of anyone who is, contact me por favor. [and she will try to figure out how to answer in time]

[afterwards and otherwise, Imelda can be seen wandering down the streets of Genessia, peering into shops, looking lost, and indeed she might be. Not that she will admit it]

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What is...the down-low? [she's not interested in doing anything illegal.]

Like...inconspicuously, so my girlfriend doesn't find out. Or my friends. I wanna surprise her, and my friends would just be annoying, y'know?

Oh. [waves a hand] That I can do for free. I'm not going to charge you, but you have to provide your own ingredients and no whining. I can't abide whining. Comprende?

Wha... Really?! [He leans forward into the camera a little, clasping his hands.] Y-you don't even know me, Miss! Are you sure?

Oh, right! I don't whine. [Yes he does.]

[she knows he will whine. He looks like a whiner. But he will either shape up or be on his own. She doesn't have the time nor the inclination to babysit someone who is old enough to know better.

Also.... She sighs, folding her arms.]

It's 'Mrs.' [because that status, small as it was, was the only thing that flojo had left her with and she would keep it as much as it annoyed her]

When did you want to start?

My bad. [He smiles brightly.] Mrs. [...Why doesn't he pay more attention to the network he's sure she probably intro'd herself before. But he can't go back and look now.]

Mrs... I'm Jaune! [Nailed it.]

Whenever's best for you. I don't want to get in the way of you finding a job. [He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.] And my shifts been rotating to night lately, so...

Rivera... You may call me Señora Rivera.

[she shakes her head. What a hapless young man. They are a dangerous sort, but she can't help but feel some compassion for him]

Will an early morning work for you? [it shouldn't be too difficult to give him a lesson or two in the hours before anything is open]

[He's not sure what Señora means, but figures it's some sort of title of respect. He feels like he should definitely respect her, so he's trying his best to be polite and use all his manners.] Nice to officially meet you, Señora Rivera.

Yeah, that sounds good. Thank you... I'll make it up to you somehow- If there's anything you need, anything at all, just let me know!

Then we shall arrange it. And I'll hold you to that offer, Juane. [though not necessarily depending on him. You can never truly count on anyone save your familia]

...Cool! [Smiles brightly.]

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