Danilo
"Have the applications been sent out yet?" I swirled my chair as Miley and I had our daily morning brief. I had my designs laid out on my desk as I tried to figure out the exact feel I wanted to go for.
I needed advice when it came to that and who better than to ask Miley. She had always been extremely honest with me and growing up in Texas gave us both a good understanding of the limits we knew we could push but not too far that B&B was burned down.
"Yes," she smiled, "they'll be circulated this afternoon throughout Miami. I opened it up to the first two hundred applicants so that we don't have thousands to go through. If there's no success then we'll extend it out."
"Excellent," I looked around the office to make sure Stephanie was nowhere near. She was always lurking. I lowered myself close to the desk and instinctively Miley did the same, "have you filled in the transfer application for Stephanie for Los Angeles yet?"
