trans_9 | Free ice cream! [open]

Alex sat beneath the shade of a large tree in a decent sized park. Those familiar with New York might recognize the sky scrapers in the distance, even if they didn't recognize the park itself. Parked on a small service road was an ice cream truck with a merry vendor, who claimed that it was customer appreciation day, and was thus giving ice cream away for free.

Alex was already enjoying a chocolate and strawberry cone covered in sprinkles and caramel syrup, wondering if anyone would bother showing up to spend time with him, or even be interested in sensorium ice cream in the first place.

Either way, Alice seemed thrilled, as she pulled what appeared to be pink chocolate chips from a jar labelled "Yogis". Reaching out to pet Alice, Alex laughed a bit, "Don't get used to eating s-so many." sensorium food might not mess with her health, but once they got home, it would be the real thing once again. He figured that she deserved the treat as much as he deserved the ice cream anyway.

[OOC: Post to Alex or to other people if you'd like.]

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Billy thought this might happen. He scooted closer to Alex, looking at him happily. "Yes, I'm serious. You have seniority, intelligence, and a perfect work ethic. I have no doubt that they'd respect you."

He'd go get Alex another ice cream cone after this.

"I..."

He took another moment, looking at Billy in amazement.

"D-do you r-really think that I w-would really m-make a g-good department sub-head?"

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"I do," Billy confirmed happily, tentatively reaching for Alex's shoulder. "I'm sure that you'll run Programming very well. You're among the best, and I trust you."

Come on, Alex. Don't let Billy's earnest face go to waste.

Alex nodded, looking determined. "I t-trust your judgement o-on that s-sorta thing m-more than my own, s-so, yes, I'll r-run programming."

Alex leaned over and gave Billy a brief hug, "I'll d-do my best ta not let you down."

"Great!" Billy could cheer if he was so inclined, happy for Alex as he was, but he restrained himself to giving his new head programmer a hearty hug.

Everything seemed to be going so well. "Just let me know if you ever need anything, all right? I won't keep pushing you to do something you don't want to," he said seriously, holding Alex's shoulders for a moment before letting go and standing.

"Do you want a replacement ice cream cone?"

Alex shook his head, "I-I think I'll l-like it. I d-don't think it's s-something I d-don't want to do."

He shook his head again, groaning, "Ah, I mean I w-want to do this. I r-really do!" He looked down at his fallen ice cream cone as if he was just seeing it for the first time now. "O-oh, right, u-uh, sure! Th-thanks Billy! Thanks s-so much, for everything!"

Billy grinned, beckoning Alex to join him at the truck. "See? You'll do just fine. You can order first," he offered, stepping back to watch.

Alex went up to the truck and ordered, "d-double birthday c-cake with extra r-rainbow s-sprinkles a-and c-caramel and hot fudge.

"I'll d-do my best, th-though, I d-don't know e-exactly what I'm d-doing."

"The rest of us are available if you need to ask questions," Billy reassured him. "It'll be all right, you'll see."

When Alex was done, he ordered a simple pistachio cone and started in on it. Between bites, he couldn't keep the smile off his face. "None of us know what we're doing all the time, even though I sometimes pretend I do."

Alex took a big bite of his ice cream, and immediately regretted taking such a big bite. He raised his hand to his head and muttered, "B-brain f-freeze!"

He recovered quickly with a laugh, "Y-you s-seem ta d-do a m-much better job pretending than me th-though."

Billy laughed a little, smearing a little ice cream on his face. Oh well, that was easily wiped off. He'd get to it in a minute.

"When you're heading a department, you have to learn those tricks quickly. Plenty of on the job training," he muttered, happily taking another bite.

Alex nodded, licking the ice cream this time. Less of a chance of brain freeze this way.

"D-do you have any pointers?"

Billy shrugged, talking a big lick of his own ice cream. "There isn't really a blueprint for this, unfortunately. I know I'd do better if I asked for help more often, and it helps to build good relationships with your crew. Not necessarily as friends, but being on good terms is fine."

He smiled. "It's much easier to work with my friends."

Alex nodded. "I-I've n-never much worked w-with anyone besides.

"What w-will I need ta do, leading p-programming?"

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