Salazar beamed at Silo, his blue eyes lighting up to their earlier brilliance and matching the emotions on his face once more. "I'm very glad you said that. You familiarize yourself with everything, all rooms and doors are open to you, but for now don't try for upstairs because it is a whole other story. I'll run upstairs and grab the paperwork, only five sheets I promise." Salazar ruffled Silo's hair affectionately, before leaving him alone.<br/><br/>Salazar went to the breakroom to grab his coat and briefcase before going upstairs, passing Mike and Nicholas on the stairs where he told them the news. Mike hooted and hollered his happiness about it. Nicholas just nodded, still a little sullen about blowing up the other espresso machine.<br/><br/>Mike bounded into the cafe proper and gave Silo a bear hug, "Welcome to the misfit family, little pup!" He released Silo and ruffled his hair. "As I have nothing better to do, actually just nothing to do, I'll stay and show you the ropes of the cafe since neither of the resident vamps can. They both blow things in the cafe up, I think it's kind of their thing. Also, I am the afternoon manager. Afternoon for us is noon until sundown, which as everyone knows changes with daylight savings. So, right now, that's around 5 P.M. Nicholas," he gestured to the skulking vampire wandering shelves, "is the night manager. He stays until an hour before sunup which right now is 6 A.M. He still gets crispy unlike Boss. NOW, the cafe stuff..." He proceeded to show Silo where all of the ingredients and tools were up front and where they were supposed to be. Then, he dragged Silo by the wrist to the storeroom on the first floor through the breakroom. It made no sense to send someone to the second floor for supplies like this when they could easily get shelving for them on the first floor.<br/><br/>Past the breakroom was two rooms: first was a pantry that held some edible foods along with extra tools and appliances; and, second, the door at the far end of the room once more like the breakroom to the pantry, was the walk-in-fridge where the refrigerated edibles went. In these rooms he also pointed out where things went, how they did inventory, and how they labeled the foods.<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Salazar was in his office on his apartment floor looking through the inventory list by Sarah while he heard Mike giving the introductory speeches. He signed off on the list and brought it down with Silo's paperwork. But instead of going straight to Silo and Mike, he went to Nicholas.<br/><br/>"Are you alright?"<br/><br/>Nicholas gave him a tight smile, "Yeah... I just hate that I... can't be self-sufficient here at work like Mike or Sarah..."<br/><br/>"I understand how you feel. Before you, when it was just Sarah, Mike, and I, I blew up a coffee machine. Don't know how, but I drenched all three of us with coffee. Only good thing was that it didn't make it to the books or the customer who was as flummoxed as us." He placed his hand on Nicholas' shoulder and gave it a firm squeeze. "It will be alright, and you will overcome this. I believe that you will."<br/><br/>"Thanks Boss." He said with a grin.<br/><br/>Salazar rolled his eyes as he patted Nicholas' shoulder then walked over to the cafe where Mike and Silo now resided again.