<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b6/Emilie8.jpg)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Lulu Bennett -</strong> <em>Amused...</em></span></div><br/>Lulu chuckled softly to herself, Tilly was looking a bit...frazzled. Not that she blamed her. The woman was practically doing all the work for the both of them, but she wasn't complaining. If needed she'd jump in to help but it looked like she was doing just fine.<br/><br/>When asked about lunch, her smile brightened considerably. Man, she loved lunch break! The facilities in the studio were great and there was more than one occasion when she'd used lunch break to sweat it out in the sauna. "Depends on what I'm in the mood for really. There are some nice places around here, but the weather's shitty." A light shrug, "I might just head up and cook something. What about you?"<br/><br/>Just when it seemed like it couldn't get any busier, someone else walked into the lobby. A young man made his way uncertainly to the front desk, seeming a bit confused by the small crowd, before asking, "Uh, delivery for a Miss My-oh-by?"<br/><br/>Lulu looked confused for a moment before it clicked and she realized who he was talking about. It was interesting, the different variations of her boss's name she heard. "Oh. Yes, I'll bring it to her." A moment later what looked like take-out was presented to her and she stared dumbly at it for a moment before looking questioningly over at Paul. She'd thought it was another package of film being delivered. Apparently not.<br/><br/>A flourish of the pen signed the receipt and she paid the delivery boy in cash, tip included. Lulu had learned (through trial and error) to always keep the receipts she 'paid' for to show the boss lady later on. It was always nice when Aline added a small bonus as thanks so Lulu gladly took her deliveries...as long as she remembered to keep the receipt and actually hand it over later on.<br/><br/>Peeking inside, she saw a varied assortment of sushi staring up at her. "Whoa. Lookin' good, is she throwing a sushi party up there?"