<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://img825.imageshack.us/img825/2356/26511828.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: corsiva;"><strong>Name/Alias:</strong> Prudence Johnna "PJ" Halliwell<br/> <strong>Creature Type:</strong> Witch/Cupid<br/> <strong>Location:</strong> P3<br/> <strong>Tagged:</strong> Jaid, Wyatt</span><br/><hr/><br/>Staring at her phone waiting on a reply she glanced up to see Jaid standing there. Tucking back a dark lock behind one ear she gave the female a smile of thanks. Prudence remembered when they hired the girl but hadn't really had a chance to speak with her. It was one of those few things that she prided herself on. Knowing the staff and talking with them all on a first name basis, that is. Just recently it seemed the column in the magazine had picked up more emails in the past couple weeks than in the past three months. PJ tried hard to answer them all and almost never missed a single one in doing so.<br/><br/><strong>"Thank you, Jaid. That was very thoughtful of you. How are things out there this evening? Starting to liven up a bit yet?"</strong><br/><br/>It was just then, that her cousin texted her back and she glanced at the message. Giving a bit of a sigh, she shook her head and replied back.<br/><br/><em>Why do we have 400 cases of maraschino cherries ordered? And you could orb me some food over later, right now Jaid has just brought me a snack.</em><br/><br/>Glancing back up to the blonde female she gave her a smile and settled back into her chair again.<br/><br/><strong>"Sorry. That was Wyatt.. business stuff and family dinner, always something yanno? So... you liking it here at P3 so far?"</strong><br/><br/>She gave her a smile and nibbled a little at something small from the plate she brought in.