More work.

It's surprisingly easy to do your job today, so you're only paying half-attention to it, while the gears in the back of your mind are working on how to get more people under your control. "You seem distracted," Agathe says, from across the table. "Everything alright?"

"Hm? Oh yeah, yeah, I'm fine," you yawn, covering your mouth with your hand. "Didn't get much sleep last night."

"I wonder why," Terrence snickers.

"Shut your face," you chortle too quickly, your cheeks growing slightly warm. The rest of the table joins in with the joke, grateful for the short humor break before going back to their tasks.

When you break for lunch, you manage to meet up with some of the people you met last night, and now that you're all sober, they exchange their cards with you and tell you that they'll be hitting the pub again later. Venus on the other hand, is very huffy with you, when you say that you'd love to come by, and does her absolute best to wear you out at the couple's hotel she booked for the afternoon.

She doesn't.

So, that night, you head out to the pub again, and have a pretty good time when you get invited to go home with someone.