<div class="floatleft">(http://i1113.photobucket.com/albums/k512/MissF1R3/GeekGirl2_zpsa10ea74f.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Zoe<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Guest<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Pre-lunch, August 31st<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Barn<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Everyone<br/><strong>Content Warning:</strong>Questioning<br/><br/>To say that Zoe had enjoyed the bus ride was a massive understatement on par with saying that EarthBound was 'just okay'. Despite her wealth, she didn't travel in luxury very often. Even the frequent convention flights she took were mostly coach - business class at best if she really felt the need to get work done. Hell, the reason she had wealth at all was because she'd saved it. She might've been some dumb internet C-Grade celeb, but she wasn't a total idiot. There was no way she was going to run her funds dry buying frivolous shit and then have to go and get some job flipping burgers or something. Fuck that noise. All of it. In the ear. So the bus had been quite a nice bit of comfort for her. She'd rode with her laptop and done some serious gaming. It was almost all over in a flash. Now she was here.<br/><br/><strong>Fuck.</strong><br/><br/>Zoe, you stupid hormonal idiot. Why did you go and book this? She was nervous as hell.<em>Buck up, god dammit</em>, she said to herself. It was just like when she started her career. A bundle of nerves. She played through it with a joke and a smile. That's all she had to do now.<br/><br/>Once she re-gained focus, she heard something about a visit to the doctor and assigned partners. Yeah, she couldn't blame the place for wanting them to get checked out, it sounded like a sane, safe preca- wait, what? Assigned partners. Zoe's hand went up.<em>"Hi, yeah, hey. Long time listener, first time caller. Did you just say assigned partners? Right? I mean, uh, I'm kind of picky. I mean, that's why I went all out to be here, y'know?"</em>she asked, looking between herself and the other visitors for some kind of confirmation that she wasn't alone on this,<em>"I kind of thought I'd at least get to pick the guy who's going to blow in my cartridge, if you get me."</em>