Naomi Windsor
The hard working assistant to Mr. Sanders
Naomi couldn't help but smirk at her employer when he came right back at her with a comment that she really should have expected. She placed her hands palm down on his desk and hunched her shoulders forward just a bit as she leaned in with a smile toward him. "Of course not, my King," She said in a sweet, but rather sarcastic tone. His charm was legendary, but she put her professional life WAY before her personal feelings and would never allow herself to openly fall for his words or looks. No matter how much she openly flirted with him in the office, it was all to make him feel better and to get him to take a breath so that he could think more clearly, and that was exactly what she was trying now but with just a little bit of spite twisted in to make him realize that it wasn't serious flirting. As such, her voice would change to a much more serious one as she rocked her weight back to stand upright, removing her hands from his desk. "But what I speak is the truth. The moment they understand that you're never wrong is the moment that they will fall in line and be ever so cooperative." Her slightly British accent shone through in her words here. Normally she could hide her accent if she needed to, but there was no reason to do that while at the office. Taking a breath, she turned around and made her way over to a water cooler. "Would you like something to drink?" She asked as she pulled down a paper cup for her own use and began to release the tap.
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Naomi's question would be answered, but Nick wasn't asking for water. Instead, he told her that he needed a "real drink," and that usually meant a night out at the bar. After the work day ended at 5:00, Naomi stuck around for about an hour to finish up some things before she would move on to run some out of office errands. There were a number of things that she had to do, but the main objective was to head to the Tavern to reserve a room for Nick, despite the fact that he had his own place. It was actually safer this way in that he wouldn't have t drive home after a night of drinking, and she wouldn't have to drive him home either which meant that she could have a drink or two, also. There was another purpose for Nick wanting to reserve a room, one that Naomi agreed with much less, and that was that it was much easier for him to pull a one night stand without any strings attached with regards to where his private residence was. Women could be scary when they realize that he wasn't going to call them back, so this was his solution. Or at least, that's what Naomi had observed. Naturally, she would reserve a room near his so that she could be there for him in the morning when he was clutching his head and asking for painkillers. So she made her way over to the Tavern by around 7:00 after changing into some more casual clothes at home.
She entered the bar wearing a black miniskirt that showed off her legs well, and heels to match. She wore a wine red halter top, and let her hair down just for a change of pace, and so that she could effectively hide her Bluetooth headset that she was seemingly never without. She made her way inside and approached the bar. Having done this several times before she knew that Juliet was the one to talk to. Taking a seat, she waited patiently for Juliet to realize that she had arrived and, with a smile, said, "Hello, Juliet... Nick and I need a couple of rooms for the night, and we may be staying on Saturday as well. Can you accommodate us?"
