23 Griffin Way, Tuesday Afternoon

[joanna_stayton]

Joanna was finally moving into the new mansion.  She was there, yelling at the movers, as truck after truck after truck pulled up to unload all her expensive things.

[ooc: Post and house are open!  Feel free to come welcome Joanna to the neighborhood.]

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[joanna_stayton]

Joanna noticed the boy quickly. "Well, you don't look like a mover and you certainly don't smell like one of them."

She waited for him to explain his presence.

[joanna_stayton]

"Oh, yes, of course." She didn't shake his hand. Instead she took a step back and looked at him with a critical eye.

"Turn around," she commanded, making a circular motion with her index finger.