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[wondershit]

[Goss copies the first few questions and answers onto several mirrors as well.]

Looking for employment.

Graduated: Ms. Twinkle's school of fine etiquette, dining, and ballet

Previous Experience: Been having a monster of a time since 16th century

Skills/Profession: Evil Bastard and Sidekick

Compensation (Salary Requested): $$$Protection for my

Comments

[respectedman]

[One of these mirrors happens to be a looking glass that Dean Smith is walking past. He pauses, turns, and moves back to it, uncapping his own pen and writing back.]

Job application?

[wondershit]

Thought I might as well put myself out there, for the common good.

[respectedman]

For the common good? There appears to be a lot of talk about what the common good is, exactly.

What makes you so qualified?

[He's not being critical, per se, but he's genuinely interested.]

[wondershit]

Its whatever the biggest $$$ say it is.

Quite a bit of what-not. Would you prefer a business card, or a bright and shiny demonstration?