Another Day on the Job (Seiji/Zhou/Dave/Open)

[Alex Wynn]

It was like every other morning for the young business head. He would navigate from his room to find his suit for the day. As well as a second outfit for his inevitable decision to sneak out and get your some fresh air. Then make sure to go through hid daily hygienic rituals as well as a quick shave to make sure he kept the budding facial hairs like peach fuzz. When he was finished he would dress grab his suit jacket and be out the door and as always a limousine would be waiting there for him. The luxurious vehicle was always an eyesore to Alex. He already hated wearing such luxurious clothing.  Plus his building was in walking distance.  Actually making him waste more time by riding this unsightly vehicle. Though it was per his father's instructions and he wasn't going to annoy the retiree.

"A bit late today, eh Master Wynn?" The driver spoke.  The young Wynn hated that title and with a yawn he replied,  "What do you mean? It's 9:00, the coffee shop should be opening soon. Could we head there first please?" The driver laughed hardily, beginning to move the vehicle towards its destination. "Sorry to be the bearer of bad news sir but its almost noon." The young Wynn had his mouth agape. This was the farthest he's ever overslept!  "Let me guess, broke your alarm again?" The old driver teased and to that Alex nodded, putting a hand over his forehead. "Just... get to the building... They've probably called my parents by now so I'll just have to take my earful." He groaned.

Upon arrival to his workplace Alex stepped out of the vehicle. "Forgetting something sir?" the driver asked. Alex looked over to the old man to see him carrying his... glasses. Today was just gonna be one of those days.Walking over to the driver side window, he took the glasses, putting them on his face and thanked the old man kindly. Heading through the automatic double doors he was now inside his family's pride and joy, the work of centuries of Wynns, that he now headed. It still shocked him at times, but not like the onslaught he got from his many assistants. "Sir, you have an appointment at 5." "Sir, there'ssomeone waiting for you on the phone." "Sir the interns are here for your interview." It was always one thing after another. "Hey now everyone calm down. I know I'm late but don't worry. We'll get through the day like we always have. Even if we lost a couple hours." he advised. "Thank you sir, but you need to be more poignant. You know how your mother can get when companies call her while shes retired."  Alex nodded, he had already had that scolding. 

"I can deal with my parents." he said making his way towards the elevator. "I'd like to interview the interns first though. Could you please send them to my office?" he asked. To which the three assistants nodded. When he made his way to the top floor he walked towards his office, greeted by another assistant before making his way into the grand office. The space had brown carpet flooring with bookcases along the walls. A desk sat in the middle of the room with many faminy portraits and papers across it. Across from it sat a black leather chair and 3 brown leather ones across from it. Alex sat at the lone chair, waiting for his interns to come in. His growling stomach reminding him how hungry he was every so often.

[David Moore]

Dave sat in the waiting room of the too fancy building clutching his head into his hand. He was dead tired. After the events of the last few days which consisted of fighting some cheap computer AI, exhausting himself to fainting, and apparently being taken by random strangers to some sort of hospital for criminals (he had to check to make sure he one of his kidneys hadn't suddenly vanished while he was out) and then a continuous slur of new people that he was uncomfortably awkward around.

He had been fired from his job as a host. It turned out that his work hadn't been all for the surprise student council thing and had refused to give way on his hours. They eventually just fired him out of frustration and was severely regretting it after a grand total of 30 seconds. He quickly began looking for a new job, discovering that most of them dealt with being able to lift 300 pounds of crap all day. The internship at the Pharmaceutical Company was one of his only options left. He didn't know what kind of benefits the job even offered. He had done some basic research on the company, more than most would have, and had his application turned in less than a day after he had been fired.

He would have to make his new Student Council involvement clear. He had just recently signed up for the school organization and he didn't want to suddenly set them back by quitting, especially when they needed members. The entire situation was hopeless. His only hope was that this "Alexander" was understanding enough to see that the Student Council would strain his schedule. He didn't even begin to have an idea about how to argue the night-time shadow adventures. Of course he couldn't come clean about it, but he didn't know a convincing lie either. He considered dropping the entire Persona ordeal on his way to the building, but apparently other people were counting on him to deal with the threat too. No matter how misplaced their trust was, he had to live up to those expectations as well. His mind flashed to Seiji and Takeda. That entire situation was weird.

He received a notice that his might-be boss was ready to see him for the interview and he stepped out of the waiting room after the attendant (or secretary he didn't know which). Everything about this building screamed rich. Dave wondered how the place was doing ever since all contact with the outside was cut off. He supposed it didn't matter. They were rich, he needed a job. He stepped into the almost eye-sickening luxury office that his interviewer waited in. He had a small, respectful smile on his face as he strode with a confident (but fake) step towards the desk. He would not speak unless spoken to. This guy was pretty powerful, after all.

[Zhou]

Merely minutes before the attendant called all of the would-be interns in to meet their potential employer, the door was opened gingerly by the hand of a female worker in the building, whom held it open for a young teenage boy to enter. With his back turned to the group, the peculiar boy looked at the woman with a smile on his face, before speaking to her in a soft and calm tone that also possessed a hint of joviality to it; "I'm so~ sorry, this building's just so huge!" With a bit of a chuckle, the older woman waved him off and shut the door as she left to go back to her duties, and the boy turned to look at the others that were vying for the position of intern at the same time as him. Of obvious asian descent, he didn't look as if he had fully prepared before leaving the house for the interview, rather he looked as if he was just on his way to school. With a long jacket on and typical street clothes, things weren't looking too great in the first impressions aspect, his messy hair didn't exactly help either. With a smile plastered to his face, he moved carefully to avoid bumping anyone's leg or stepping on someone's toe in search of a seat, and he found one, right in front of David.

The waiting room proper seemed woefully underpopulated compared to what most would expect, although that was always subject to change, one could view it as a blessing that there wasn't much in the way of competition coming in the way of the present parties, even with the arrival of ill-dressed boy. Seemingly the teen was about the same age as David, but noticeably shorter by comparison, to a point where he appeared much younger. With the same smile on his face, the boy lifted one of his legs and held it atop the other, counting the seconds alongside the clock mounted on the wall by merely tapping his foot in the air. Seemingly, the boy wasn't anxious or afraid that he wouldn't get the job like some others, he seemed to be just grinning happily at the prospect, which was always a plus in the eyes of most employers. Squirming about in his seat for but a moment or two, no sooner had the young man finally found a spot within which to relax, (Which was no easy task, given the state of most office chairs.) had the attendant reared their head out of the door and called the inhabitants of the waiting room in. Throughout the entire time it was quite easy to see that the boy was observing most of them, perhaps for a chance to break the ice, or evaluate the competition, but it had been interrupted before either of those goals could be fully accomplished.

Quietly, the young lad followed David inside with a stride to match his own, not filled with fake pride, but rather legitimate spring in his step, and once they reached the elevator, the young man shifted his gaze to the present company, and pulled his hands out of his pockets. Most would consider the fact that he didn't speak to them there in the elevator a bit rude, especially when he had planned to break the ice before they were called up, but it was rude in and of itself to indulge in idle chit-chat whilst around one of the bosses' workers when a job was on the line, no? Stepping out of the elevator alongside his peers, the lavishness of the decor in the office seemed to astound the boy, as he gazed all around on the trip towards the three leather chairs, before taking a seat. Propping his leg up once more, he smiled once more, not saying a word until spoken to, like a good employee.

[Seiji Dalton]

Not even a lifetime of fighting shadows by night could prepare Seiji for his unexpected entrance into the world of big business. Since his encounter with the big bad boss shadow a few days before, he'd been job hunting to help afford food, armor, and weapons so that his forays into the outer circle would go better. Of course, if his employer asked about why he wanted the job, he had his response ready and it was an honest one, from a certain point of view. Finding the job had proved easy, there was an advertisement saying interns were needed for a company and he showed up in the kind of formal suit that had clearly only been worn once or twice. Considering he was a sixteen year old boy, it wasn't very surprising that formal events like job interviews were rarities. For most of the jobs, he'd just send in a resume, come in, get some training and, viola, one new but kinda lame job, hot off the press. When he told his brother that he had an interview with WynnCorp, his brother had seemed pleasantly surprised. They were one of the largest corporations in the city and that had to mean something.

Falling in line with the other two boys after showing up slightly late, he noticed a familiar face. David. Well...it certainly was a small world. David was taller than him and looked older. Walking beside him, he looked up as they were escorted to the office of their new boss and said, "Good to see you again." Looking at the other boy, he regarded him warmly but didn't say anything. Proper introductions would probably be made by Mr. Wynn during their interview. He remembered all the tips and preparations Takeda had helped him make. He felt confident about this interview but didn't express this with his mannerisms. The way he walked tiptoed across the line between casual and formal, like he was at home in the unfamiliar surroundings but still understood that he was in a whole different world from what he was used to.

Stepping into Alexander's office, he observed his surroundings and found them...pretty cool. He hadn't ever really expected to find himself in the office of a CEO but hey, he wasn't going to complain. This was a far cry from the grungy apartment that he called home. Walking towards the desk, he looked at the bookshelves filled to the brim with books of all kinds. Seiji wouldn't have minded an opportunity to read through them some time, but he was here for something more important. Taking steps towards Mr. Wynn, he saw one of his fellow would-be interns sit down in his chair and the other didn't sit down yet. Both of them said nothing and Seiji followed suit. He did however give a polite, formal bow. It was a very Japanese-ish thing to do but he felt it was appropriate given the status of the man sitting across the desk. He took his seat and wondered what Mr. Wynn would say or ask them.

[Alex Wynn]

Alex took a glance at his desk, some papers were knew, possibly left there by one of his secretaries. He picked them up in his hand, adjusting the frames on his glasses as he scanned the documents. "Seemed quite a few replied to the ads." he muttered. He would let his conscience decide for him. His mentality seeming a lot more powerful in his life. The thought made him want to experiment. He closed his eyes,seeing if he could access even a small portion of the spiritual power he feels while fighting shadows but to no avail. "Well, I guess everything can't be easy." he laughed, straightening his tie. 

At the opening of his door he hoped he would see his first round of interns. Well, he'll have to put on his business facade now, if only for a little bit, just to make sure. Clearing his throat Alex started, "Welcome, welcome. I trust you three did not have a difficult time finding this place." he said. Alex got up from his seat, walking over to the seated high school students. Giving them a firm handshake one by one, when the introduction was over he walked back to his seat. "Promising guys. I think this interview is going to go well." he though silently. "Now then, how about we start with simple introductions." he said. "All I want is for you to tell me just a little bit about yourself to help us get to know one another a bit more."

"Okay, I'll start. My name is Alexander Lothin Wynn and I'm 24 years old. I was born in Luxembourg to two loving parents. I have two sisters, and I'm the owner of this fine company. He got out of his seat, checking the bookcases, pulling and pushing in several books, while turning around to keep eye contact with the young man. "WynnCorp was started by my great-grandfather, at first when it was simply a no-name shack, he provided first aid to those who needed it. Eventually he married my great-grandmother, a financial genius, and through generations of hard work, it's become what it is today. My father has told me those very same words over the years. I know them by heart now." He glanced at a particular book, "No... this isn't the one." he muttered, moving on to another. "Oh, I guess that isn't really much about my self though is it? Let's see... I'm an avid reader, I haven't been in a serious realtionship all my life and I'm one for a mystery. I like the mornings and try to open everyday with a smile on my face. My breakfast is usually eggs and bacon with a cup of coffee and a coffee roll. Though I missed today..." he put a hand on his stomach feeling it growl from hunger. He groaned, before finding what he wanted. 

He put a finger to his lips, signalling for the three to be quiet. "Ah, A+ student, that's wonderful! You say you are an avid community server? great!" he said slightly loud. He pulled on a certain book. The book case opening to reveal a small elevator. He walked up to the boys, "Say, yo guys wanna know something else? I'm not much of a stickler for business. Sometimes, I like to have a little fun. I'm sure you guys are hungry, let's go get something to eat, on me of course. You can tell me more about yourselves on the way there. Just. be. quiet." he specified. "My parents have almost every staff member here watching me." he informed as he made his way to the secret exit. " He pressed a series of buttons before a thought came to his mind. "Oh, we'll have to stop by my place if we don't want to be caught outside. Was it possible that these young men would disagree? Yes. He knew that all too well but something told him that these guys wouldn't let him down. After all, their jobs depend on him. "C'mon, let's go have some fun."

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[David Moore]

Dave had been completely oblivious to Seiji's presence until the other boy said something to him. The second he heard the fellow persona user's voice, his heart fell. Until now, he had justified his applying for the job by saying that the other applicants could easily be hired elsewhere. But he had met Seiji. He had Spoken with Seiji. He had fought with Seiji. He couldn't snag a job from Seiji, that just wasn't right of him to do. Seiji obviously deserved it more than he did. That meant there was only one thing to do. He would have to bomb the interview.

He wasn't sure he knew how though. It was really easy to put on the generic friendly attitude, perform all those secret steps and gestures that got attention form employers, and say the right things to the always the same generic questions. Dave almost found it difficult not to do these things out of habit. But he would have to. Being purposefully and constantly rude was beyond him, so he would have to take it to a lesser extent. The other kid didn't look all to professional either. It was likely he wouldn't get picked. Dave figured that with the both of them not doing stellar, Seiji would look much better in comparison. In fact, he would probably look better than the other generic qualified applicants competing against each other. When he entered the room, he purposefully did not sit down when the others did. This would only make him seem awkward and out-of-place.

The CEO seemed rather ordinary, contrary to Dave's expectations, although he did seem laid back. The man began to ramble about his ancestry and hobbies and Dave found himself wondering how someone so young could be the CEO of a massive company. He then let his mouth hang open in shock as the secret passage was open and he was ushered in by Alexander. This was weird.

"So are you taking us to the Batcave or what?" Dave said. It was a poor joke, sure to get him a mark of disapproval, which is what Dave was hoping for. He was still trying to figure out what the CEO was trying to pull. It might be a trick of some kind; a test. Maybe the CEO was testing the three of them to see if any had the proper work ethic to stop their boss from slacking. He tried to signal Seiji with his eyes, but he lacked the knowledge of how to impart what he had just learned through eye gestures.

[Zhou]

The rather unprofessional boy whom had shown up alongside Seiji and David for the interview smiled politely throughout the entirety of Mr.Wynn's speech, and upon the very moment of seeing their would-be employer step up to the various ornate bookcases to search for one in particular, a quiet giggle escaped his lips. T'was almost as if the boy was assuming that Alex was searching for what he had found, a hidden switch to open up the doors to an elevator behind the case proper. Alex's whole speech had been a cover-up whilst he searched for the book, and it was completely obvious to the young oriental man that he was not exactly a traditional CEO...he wanted out, so they were getting out. Keeping completely silent as Alex spoke to them of how he wished for them to leave, he simply raised a hand to his hair line and saluted to the thought of going out and getting food away from the stuffy office building.  After all, it was apparent by his attire that the last place that he would prefer to eat lunch in would be some break room in the tower's soulless corridors.

Standing up, the boy put his hands behind his back and held onto his left hand with his right, following Mr.Wynn into the elevator with utmost urgency, lest they be caught out by the aforementioned employees hired to keep an eye on the intriguing CEO. Rather than apparently acting confident and proper, that seemed to be the boy's underlying attitude, something that came naturally to the jovial teen. One could assume he was partially giddy due to the mystique of heading with a wealthy businessman to merely have dinner, or perhaps visit the Batcave, all things considered. After a brief time had passed, and all of the interns had made their way to the elevator, in spite of the age old adage of not going anywhere with strangers, the lad spoke in a hushed whisper. "Nice to see that you're not like the last person my parents signed me up get an internship with, Mr.Wynn!" With the elevator going god knows where, the boy turned to look at the others, first at Seiji, and then at the one he had observed before, Dave.

There seemed to be but a moment where he paused, and simply seemed to observe Seiji before once more smiling, and speaking out to them all once more in a hushed whisper. "Since I doubt we're going to talk much while eating, my name's Zhou, nice to meet all of you." However strange as it would seem to the casual observer, young Zhou seemed utterly nonchalant about the entire ordeal, more happy than anything to simply be out, like a child on a field trip. Although in this case the field trip was with a rich man that probably was going to let them savor food the likes of which they would never get to taste in their normal lives, and was performing actions equivalent to an early James Bond character. Closing his eyes for a moment, Zhou then gazed up at the number of the floor they were on with utmost patience, waiting for them to get down to the level they needed to get to...truth be told, the kid did seem to be starving too.

[Seiji Dalton]

There were a few ways that Seiji had seen his interview with his (if all went well) soon to be boss could go down. His boss shaking their hands and revealing a secret passage was something that he hadn't predicted at all...which was saying a lot considering Seiji could come up with some pretty darn ridiculous scenarios. He was picking up some strange signals from Dave. The older boy had nearly given his life to save Takeda and him from the attacks of the computer shadow and here he was competing for a job with him. He really didn't want to steal the job from David, all things considered. So...he'd hope that Mr. Wynn was looking to hire multiple interns. After the elevator had set off towards their destination, Seiji felt he was free to talk openly.

"My name is Seiji Dalton," he started, trying to remember what was appropriate to say, "I'm a fairly new arrival to the city. I've been living with my brother and going to school within the city obviously. My chief hobbies are kendo and video games. I like fantasy novels and historical fiction." Of course, Seiji thought that appropriateness had been thrown out the window when they got into an elevator hidden by a bookshelf. "May I be honest? This wasn't what I was expecting when I stepped through the door of your office, Mr. Wynn." Of course, in this case, there was nothing wrong with things taking a turn for the unexpected. Shuffling around in their elevator was it went on towards its destination, Seiji waited to see what everyone else would say.

"Darnit, Dave...don't get silly on me now." He muttered under his breath before playing along with what he said in a deadpan voice, "Good thing you didn't mention being Batman in the ad or you'd have hundreds of applicants, Mr. Wynn."

[Alex Wynn]

"Batcave huh?" he thought for a while, pressing a series of buttons on the elevator's console. "Huh, I never really thought of it that way." he chuckled. He'd of course know of Batman, a ridiculously wealthy man who through the course of years of training became his city's defender. Except Alex lacked the training part, the secrecy of his building did indeed fit."Well, since I've taken you this far I guess I'd tell you where we are going. The Garage. Empty now, my Pops used to collect cars, though since I've taken over, he's shipped them all home." Alex scratched the back of his head as one of the interns praised him. "Yeah... I'm not a stickler for business. I've been doing this for almost two years now, sometimes it's nice to get out and have a little fresh air." Pressing another button the elevator hummed, descending to the secret garage of WynnCorp. The next intern, Seiji then told the group about himself. "Huh, you're a pretty open guy. I like that." he smiled.

"There's actually a bit more secrets to this place, though you will all find out about those later on since we'll be doing this many times more depending on the day." he smiled. The elevator stopped and the door opened. Alex took a remote from his pocket and the room lit up to show a completely empty room. "Okay... time to get out, yeah?" With another press from the remote, a click echoed. Escorting the boys to the opposite end of the room, Alex pushed his shoulder into the wall,  upon closer inspection one could see that the wall had a door sized border, and with enough force, could be pushed open.  "Gah" he grunted, beginning to push with his hands, the piece of wall flying open." 

"Phew, fresh air at last. That place can get so stuffy sometimes. Oh yeah, while we are outside guys forget the honorifics, its just Alex." he told with a smile. "Now, then...  Dave, we'll start with you since you're the mystery of the group. Tell us a little bit about yourself."  While we head to my place just tell me a little bit about yourself. We can do this interview while we walk, my place is still a block or two from here. 

[David Moore]

The joke wasn't supposed to have been funny. Not only had the other two boys jumped on board the quip, the CEO himself found it funny. Also unexpected, but then, this guy was whisking them off in a secret elevator to who knows where. He began to reassess his strategy. Basic means might not be so effective with this guy, all things considered. Seiji began to talk with the CEO. If the guy was really lax, then Seiji was making a good move.

As they went into the garage, Dave felt like he was being abducted by some kind of rapist. He had no idea where the four of them were, and they were being taken through giant empty rooms with seemingly no purpose that nobody would have much interest in. Not only that, but there was yet another secret passage that no one would be able to find if they didn't already know. Dave figured that, if he had to, he would try to tackle the guy down while the other two escaped. His life was of no consequence if there were others involved.

Then he was asked the question and he felt his stomach drop. He had to figure out what to say. "Uh, nothing much. I... pretty much do nothing unless I'm forced to." That was good. The message was saying that he wasn't a hard worker. he was a slacker. He wouldn't do the job right unless he was forced, and that would take unnecessary effort.

[Zhou]

Placing his hands behind his back, Zhou interlocked his fingers to keep them in place whilst listening intently to the words of his fellow applicants. Whilst stuffed within an elevator for quite some time, it was only natural that he get to know the two potential interns that would most likely be competing with him for the position, and yet it didn't seem as if he was listening for any sort of dirt, or to establish himself as a better person, rather it was curiosity about the two that seemed to fuel him. Seiji was quite open with their employer, whereas David seemed to be exhibiting nervousness that was somewhat understandable given the bizarre nature of their trek to the outside world, and a potential lawsuit. However, Zhou did not seem to think the same thoughts as Dave, as he was generally at ease standing alongside the others. Dropping the "Mr.Wynn" title was going to be a bit difficult for the young man however, as for the majority of his life he had grown accustomed to calling his elders by honorifics just as Alex wished not to be addressed by.

It was when the group hit the floor with an empty room that Zhou's eyes did seem to dart around in utter curiosity, though he probably knew that as the CEO of WynnCorp, there always had to be a secret way out in case some nutter with an uzi decided he was the devil given flesh. Or the corporation developed a drug that accidentally gave men breasts, that one had been on the news recently, though not from them.  With his hands still firmly behind his back, he observed carefully as Alex opened up a secret door in the empty chamber into what appeared to be the garage he had spoken of previously whilst they were confined within the elevator. A wave of cool, fresh air hit him like an ocean wave, and it was at that moment that one could assume he was glad to have a coat, for though he bore not his teeth, he was grinning like mad.

Then came the moment where Dave had spoken of how he did next to nothing without being forced into work. A light chuckle escaped Zhou's lips as they were heading up to the surface, and he began to speak. "So Mr.W-oh...sorry, I'm so used to it by now. Ahem...Alex. Do most of the interns at the corporation get this kind of treatment? I mean, you're inviting us to eat at your house!" His head turned to look at the man whom he might end up calling his boss, and his tone made it clear that he was certainly not trying to look a gift horse in the mouth, so much as he was trying to make small-talk on the walk to the Wynn residence. "If I had known we were going to be heading through secret passages and heading to estates and all, I would've asked my parents if they signed me up for a game of Clue!" The fresh air seemed to have reinvigorated him, and he turned his attention back from the CEO, and towards the path ahead. Last thing any intern would want to do is trip and bust their ass in front of the boss.

[Seiji Dalton]

A frown crossed Seiji's face as he heard Dave talk. Instantly, his sense of duty to stick up for someone he viewed as a comrade and friend (despite their brief meeting...fighting evil computers tended to have that effect on Seiji). "I know David, Alex, and I think he's selling himself short. He's a good team player and thinks well on his feet." Considering how David was the only reason he was standing there after the shadow poisoned both Seiji and his brother Takeda, it went without saying that his voice was sincere and forthright about his opinion. The sight of the empty garage was almost enough to make Seiji nostalgic. There was a faint smell of motor oil and gasoline in the air. It was like the garages back on the base, although gasoline for cars and jet fuel smelled kind of different.

Stepping outside, he breathed in the air and found himself a lot more relaxed than he was in the office. He couldn't wait to tell Takeda all about this unless he was forced to sign some kind of weird NDA. That'd suck considering WynnCorp was dealing in pharmaceuticals and not something that would gain him the adoration of /v/. Falling in line beside his boss, he listened to Zhou ask his question, "Yes. Are you a bro to the other interns?"

[Alex Wynn]

Listening to Dave, Alex couldn't help but sigh and shake his head. "That's all huh? bummer. I never heard of someone in Mosaic City who has no past and no desires. Though if that is who you are then we'll go by what you say." He'll play this little game the kid has. He's certainly trying hard to conceal who he is. For what purpose though? That was still up to discovery. He wasn't here for giggles that much was certain. he didn't have that air to him, no he wanted a job, he showed up presentable for the interview and came in to his office accordingly. It'll come up soon.

When Seiji spoke about Dave, it all made more sense. "So then, you two are friends huh. Sounds like you have a good view of Dave. Must be friends, right?" Alex smiled. "That's nice, Dave. Trying to make yourself seem bad, so your buddy has a better shot at the job. I admire that, don't worry about your employment, you'll have your job, all three of you. It's a paid internship, you'll be working Mondays, Wednesdays, and Thursdays." he informed. "Dave, though I admire what you did, I just have to ask, would you do the same if you desperately needed employment? We all try to help one another, especially friends but there are also time when we have to look out for ourselves and doing what you were trying to do will only hurt yourself." he told. "I don't like lecturing so I'll stop there, we're heading to my place so we can go and eat, yeah?"

Zhou on the other hand, the kid had an air to him that made Alex smile. Just a bright personality, he liked that, and was quick to answer the young man's musings. "Nope, not everyone. You guys are the first, every other employee there has been hired by either my mother or father, and they all are my elders." he sighed. "And here I was hoping they'd hire at least one assistant who was my age I could talk to." he joked. There were only young men here, the other three would catch on quick. "Oh, but we aren't eating at my place, I just need a change of clothes. See, if I were to go to any business in the city, that stuffy building would catch wind of it fast, and if they see you three with me, they'll try their damnest to make sure none of you get the position." he informed. Keeping his pace, he turned on a block, crossing the street once the signal said it was safe to cross. "Actually, we just started this intern thing. I brought up the idea that young people need jobs too, and that they bring to the company something older people can't."

He lead the three to a modern building, where Alex made his home. "Here's my building, my apartment's on the top floor. You guys stay out here, if anyone asks why you are here just tell them you are waiting for a friend. I'll be out fast." Leaving the boys at the entrance, he headed to his humble abode, Finding the outfit he left out earlier this morning. 

A hooded jacket with a green scarf orange tee shirt,khaki pants, and white sneakers.. His more casual outfit when he wanted to avoid the stuffy business days. Flipping his hood over his head he walked back out, meeting with the boys. "Can't have anybody noticing me right? Sorry I had you guys thinking we were going to eat at my place, there's just this nice little place I like to eat whenever I go out. C'mon its just a little bit away."

[David Moore]

Dave bit his lip as Seiji began to speak up for him. It was a nice sentiment, but totally unwarranted. It wasn't like Dave had done anything impressive or worth Seiji's praise. He had to figure out a way to turn this around, but the only way to do that would be to cast doubt on Seiji's honesty. It was indeed a poor situation.

Then Alex said that they were all three guaranteed the intern job. Dave was highly skeptical. "What about all the other applicants? Aren't you going to interview them?" It wasn't a criticism of Alex's business practices. It was more of a concern that everyone at least got a fair chance. They deserved it more than he did.

Alex then asked the question. What would he do if he had desperately needed the job? He did desperately need the job, actually. But the answer should have been obvious. "I would have stood up for Seiji anyways. I don't see my needs as worth more than anyone else's. You don't know what his circumstances are, so you can't say that he wouldn't need the job just as much as I do. Even if he didn't he's worth more as an employee than I am."

It was weird to be called Seiji's friend. That wasn't the case. He had only fought alongside Seiji once. Dave knew Seiji probably didn't think much of him. The line of support was probably just Seiji feeling he needed to repay a debt, but he had already carried Dave to a hospital. If anything, Dave owed Seiji.

[Zhou]

An immediate sigh of relief escaped Zhou's lips upon hearing that all three of them would be employed by WynnCorp as paid interns. "Thank god...you're the first guy at the interview who didn't tell me to fetch him some coffee, or pick up something from the dry-cleaners, or walk his dog..." It was blatantly obvious that the other interviews set up for him by his parents had been with those of somewhat typical corporate backgrounds, but throughout uttering it, Zhou kept a jovial tone, as if referring to the past interviews as some sort of joke. With the same gentle smile on his face, he followed the roguish CEO alongside the others on their little trek out towards Alex's house, and though they would not be eating at the Wynn residence, it appeared as if any sort of dinner would do for Zhou, as his stomach audibly rumbled. Clutching at his gut for a moment, he scratched the back of his head, whispering out the word "Sorry." while closing his eyes for but a moment.

It was about at this time that they arrived at the house, and Zhou had been intently listening to the words of his now fellow interns. From what could be gathered from the various bits of banter that had circulated between the three other people, it was easily decided that David had perhaps the lowest self-esteem of the group, whilst dear Seiji was playing the role of supportive friend, though the depth of that friendship was indeterminable at that point. With his hands stuffed into his pockets and the cold winter wind biting at his face, Zhou watched as Alex headed into his home to get dressed in something more appropriate for a typical outing...as well as something to evade the ever watching eyes of big brother, or in this case, the eyes of the Wynn Corporation. Turning his head to look over at David, he spoke "You really shouldn't talk yourself down like you do. Besides, Mr Wynn is a CEO after all, he probably did some checking on each of us, and since there weren't many other candidates, I'm pretty sure he already made up his mind." Zhou smiled to the boy, before looking over to Seiji. Leaning his head over a bit to address Seiji, he spoke calmly, in a gentle tone. "You practice kendo? I thought of signing on for the club last year, but my parents threw a fit, and well, they've got the last say..." From the way he trailed off, it could be inferred that his parents were more than a little demanding.  Although his question was quite a bit after Seiji's statement, this seemed to be the most polite time to mention it.

Hopefully that would be enough to break up the little silence before Alex got out of his house, a little friendly banter whilst they froze out in the cold. When Alex emerged, Zhou smiled, before pulling his hands out of his pockets and looking down the road. "No complaints on my end!" A bit of laughter left his lips as he put his hand to keep the sun out of his eyes, it was bright out, and though the sun did cast a bit of warmth, the wind was going to end up giving one of them frostbite. Looking over at Alex and his fellow interns, he spoke out with a smile, "So, since we're all happily employed now, I have two, very important questions!" After a brief pause that went on for a moment or two, he simply spoke the following.

"What do they serve at the restaurant? Is there Ice Cream?!"