Laughing, “A plan for decorating? No way. Think I’d pull my hair out. No thanks.” Not her thing.
Tucking her legs under herself, “I’m not completely sure to be honest. I had been leaning towards taking my hobby of refurbishing furniture into a business. But it’s taking a chance that what I make will sell, and I’m on the fence about it.” Unsure, not wanting to fail.
Drinking her coffee, she listens, a nod here and there. “Less money, but maybe more morality? Which has to count for something. Was law always what you wanted to do?” she’d heard some people say they always wanted to do what they did.
Reaching over and picking out a muffin, “I haven’t had a chance to talk with a Ladder in a few years. The Ladder was actually my first Order, so it’s nice to have one in town.”