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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Being
your own boss,” she said quietly, taking a moment before she looked
back up. “The people who’ve been in charge of me in the past have been…
Less than favorable,” she added. “So… It’s better this way.”

“Oh,” Carlos said softly. That didn’t sound good. He could
only imagine how it was, as he’d had a few bad jobs himself. “Well… I’m glad
everything’s better this way,” he said. “It’s kind of useless to hate your own
job, right?”

She gave him a small smile. “Yeah, I suppose it is, isn’t it? Sorry, I didn’t mean to make that weird. There’s just a lot of memories in this town. That’s part of why I left for a while. But… you always come back to what you know, I guess.”

Carlos nodded, understanding. “Yeah, it’s okay,” he
promised. “So… where did you go when you left Night Vale?” He tried to change
the subject, figuring that she was anxious about her admission.

A soft smile played at her lips. “Baton Rouge,” she answered, sounding somewhat wistful. “That’s where my family is from. It’s uh… Where I was born. I came to Night Vale when I was very, very young, and I grew up here, so I consider it my home, but… I wanted to get back to my roots.”

“Oh! Is it nice down there?” Carlos asked her. “I’ve never
been there before.”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Being
your own boss,” she said quietly, taking a moment before she looked
back up. “The people who’ve been in charge of me in the past have been…
Less than favorable,” she added. “So… It’s better this way.”

“Oh,” Carlos said softly. That didn’t sound good. He could
only imagine how it was, as he’d had a few bad jobs himself. “Well… I’m glad
everything’s better this way,” he said. “It’s kind of useless to hate your own
job, right?”

She gave him a small smile. “Yeah, I suppose it is, isn’t it? Sorry, I didn’t mean to make that weird. There’s just a lot of memories in this town. That’s part of why I left for a while. But… you always come back to what you know, I guess.”

Carlos nodded, understanding. “Yeah, it’s okay,” he
promised. “So… where did you go when you left Night Vale?” He tried to change
the subject, figuring that she was anxious about her admission.

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Being
your own boss,” she said quietly, taking a moment before she looked
back up. “The people who’ve been in charge of me in the past have been…
Less than favorable,” she added. “So… It’s better this way.”

“Oh,” Carlos said softly. That didn’t sound good. He could
only imagine how it was, as he’d had a few bad jobs himself. “Well… I’m glad
everything’s better this way,” he said. “It’s kind of useless to hate your own
job, right?”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“Oh,
okay,” she said with a sigh of relief. “I just wanted to make sure I
wasn’t going to get you in trouble or anything,” she explained. “That’d
be a terrible first impression for me to make, I would feel… so bad.”

Carlos shook his head again. “No, no, you’re okay,” he
promised. “I’m basically my own boss, and it’s pretty great.” He took a sip of
his coffee and smiled at her.

“Yeah, it… It is pretty liberating, huh?” she said, a slight edge to her voice now. Her heart was beating just a little bit faster as she remembered what it was like to have superiors in her workplace. She much preferred what she was doing now. Much preferred not fearing everything and deciding what she was going to do each day. She blinked quickly and looked away, her eyes eventually finding her cup before she took a long sip. “It’s good…” she whispered.

Carlos was a little confused since she took so long to
respond. “The tea?” he asked her. “Or being your own boss?”

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“Oh,
okay,” she said with a sigh of relief. “I just wanted to make sure I
wasn’t going to get you in trouble or anything,” she explained. “That’d
be a terrible first impression for me to make, I would feel… so bad.”

Carlos shook his head again. “No, no, you’re okay,” he
promised. “I’m basically my own boss, and it’s pretty great.” He took a sip of
his coffee and smiled at her.

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“And
now you’re a big-shot scientist with several degrees!” she grinned. “I
guess you’re right,” she smiled. “I’m not trying to get famous or
anything, though. Not even trying to sell anything. Just kinda…” She
shrugged, looking for the words. “Trying to have fun and keep myself
busy, I suppose. I have a lot of downtime at home by myself.”

“And that’s perfectly fine too,” Carlos said with a smile. “Have
you ever watched Bob Ross, by the way?”

She smiled and shook her head. “Hm-mm. I have heard of him, though, and from what I’ve seen, he seemed to be a very kind and gentle man. His show just wasn’t ever anything I’ve really felt entirely interested in. You know?”

“Really?” Carlos asked. “That’s surprising. But each to
their own, I guess. I don’t know much about painting and art, but watching him
make something and with the tone of voice he uses… sometimes when I have a bad
day, it’s just nice to spend twenty minutes to watch, you know?”

“Yeah, I can understand that,” she smiled. “I think for me, it was always just the type of art that set me off of it,” she said, her tone nearly questioning. “What he made was impressive and beautiful, yes, but it wasn’t anything I, myself, would ever want to make, so it just never piqued my interest, and I never watched it,” she explained.

“Ah,” Carlos said with a nod. “I see. I guess his work just
strokes my stimming centers, you know? The, uh… it literally means ‘stimulate’,
and it’s… well, relaxing. For me – not for everyone, it seems.” He smiled at
her kindly before taking a sip of his coffee.

“I understand what you meant,” she hummed in response. “But who knows, maybe I’ll go home and watch a few episodes later. You’ve got me kinda interested now,” she added with a grin. She silently wondered just how long they had been here, and if she was keeping him from work. She would feel guilty if she was, but at the same time, she wanted to stay here, talking and getting to know him. “I’m… not keeping you here too long, am I..?” she asked quietly, almost nervous.

Carlos smiled and shook his head. “Nah… the great thing
about science is I can kinda make my own schedule,’ he said. “Unless it’s
something time-sensitive, which I don’t have right now.”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“And
now you’re a big-shot scientist with several degrees!” she grinned. “I
guess you’re right,” she smiled. “I’m not trying to get famous or
anything, though. Not even trying to sell anything. Just kinda…” She
shrugged, looking for the words. “Trying to have fun and keep myself
busy, I suppose. I have a lot of downtime at home by myself.”

“And that’s perfectly fine too,” Carlos said with a smile. “Have
you ever watched Bob Ross, by the way?”

She smiled and shook her head. “Hm-mm. I have heard of him, though, and from what I’ve seen, he seemed to be a very kind and gentle man. His show just wasn’t ever anything I’ve really felt entirely interested in. You know?”

“Really?” Carlos asked. “That’s surprising. But each to
their own, I guess. I don’t know much about painting and art, but watching him
make something and with the tone of voice he uses… sometimes when I have a bad
day, it’s just nice to spend twenty minutes to watch, you know?”

“Yeah, I can understand that,” she smiled. “I think for me, it was always just the type of art that set me off of it,” she said, her tone nearly questioning. “What he made was impressive and beautiful, yes, but it wasn’t anything I, myself, would ever want to make, so it just never piqued my interest, and I never watched it,” she explained.

“Ah,” Carlos said with a nod. “I see. I guess his work just
strokes my stimming centers, you know? The, uh… it literally means ‘stimulate’,
and it’s… well, relaxing. For me – not for everyone, it seems.” He smiled at
her kindly before taking a sip of his coffee.

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“And
now you’re a big-shot scientist with several degrees!” she grinned. “I
guess you’re right,” she smiled. “I’m not trying to get famous or
anything, though. Not even trying to sell anything. Just kinda…” She
shrugged, looking for the words. “Trying to have fun and keep myself
busy, I suppose. I have a lot of downtime at home by myself.”

“And that’s perfectly fine too,” Carlos said with a smile. “Have
you ever watched Bob Ross, by the way?”

She smiled and shook her head. “Hm-mm. I have heard of him, though, and from what I’ve seen, he seemed to be a very kind and gentle man. His show just wasn’t ever anything I’ve really felt entirely interested in. You know?”

“Really?” Carlos asked. “That’s surprising. But each to
their own, I guess. I don’t know much about painting and art, but watching him
make something and with the tone of voice he uses… sometimes when I have a bad
day, it’s just nice to spend twenty minutes to watch, you know?”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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“And
now you’re a big-shot scientist with several degrees!” she grinned. “I
guess you’re right,” she smiled. “I’m not trying to get famous or
anything, though. Not even trying to sell anything. Just kinda…” She
shrugged, looking for the words. “Trying to have fun and keep myself
busy, I suppose. I have a lot of downtime at home by myself.”

“And that’s perfectly fine too,” Carlos said with a smile. “Have
you ever watched Bob Ross, by the way?”

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Carlos was taken off-guard, but he merely gave the other a contemplative frown before reaching out to comply. “Uh… alright,” he said.

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She nodded. “Mhmm. That’s kind of amazing. I’d never be able to do that, I’d be so afraid to even try to open up my computer. I’d be so afraid of breaking it and messing everything up,” she said, her voice a soft sigh. “That’s honestly so impressive that you can do that.”

Carlos chuckled. “Well, I understand that fear. And it’s a
good one to have – it makes you cautious. But if your computer every needs a
good dusting, I’m your man. I can take those things apart with my eyes closed.
Metaphorically – not literally.”

A mischievous grin spread across her face. “Ya know, it’d be a hell of a stunt to see you do it with your eyes closed,” she joked. “I know that I’d be impressed, at least. But I’ll keep that in mind, thank you,” she added softly.

Carlos laughed. “Maybe my own computer,” he said with a
smile. “Um… so, what about you? What are your hobbies?”

“Uh… Well, really the whole tea thing was kind of a hobby I turned into a business. But… I suppose… Well recently I’ve started to try taking up painting. It’s nothing too impressive, just kinda me messing around with cheap supplies from the store,” she shrugged, sitting back in her seat a bit.

Carlos smiled. “Well, that’s how all great passions start –
with something small, right?” he asked. “I mean, I started making rain gauges
when I was a kid.”