Real world. Before second frontier entrapment. 

"Honey. Would you like some more sweet potatoes? You're looking ever so thin dear..." Crooned the little old woman shrewely, liberally splashing more of the pureéd substance onto her victims plate before any objection could be made. "No Harold. You've had enough." She added, firmly deterring her partner's efforts to attain a seconds serving of pork.

Aeisha laughed a little inside as once again her parents went through the elderly couple routine they seemed so fond of. Despite appearances neither of Harold nor his tiny framed wife Helen were actually that old. In actuality both of them had completed very successful careers and retired early into their fourties. Aeisha's father for example had only just hit fifty. Nonethelss the two of them seemed to feel their retired status entitled them to act like old age pensioners and Aeisha had no intention of altering this aspect of their eccentricity. Other aspects however she would've swapped out any day.

"So. How's that job of your's going Aeisha?" Harold said turning his attention away from the forbidden article of pork and onto his daughter. Aeisha switched immediantly from internal laughter to internal groaning. These interrogations never went well. 

"It's going ok." Aeisha replied subversively. "My biggest sale yet shipped out yesterday and the customer seems pleased with it. Today's pitch was a little dissapointing but it's still salvageable."

"And?" Her father said expectantly.

"Look. I'm not going to get a promotion within two months of joining the company Dad." Aeisha replied a bit more firmly this time. "I've been offered some additional training in my current role which is hopeful but they're hardly going to consider me for the senior staff opening this early in." 

"Have you applied?"

Aeisha sighed from exasperation and reluctantly admitted she had not applied for the senior staff position. 

"Well I think you should..." Her mother butted in before being interrupted by the buzz of Aeisha's phone vibrating. Aeisha hastily pulled the phone out of her jacket pocket and flipped it open. A client. Not just any client either. This was the customer she had made her biggest sale to. They were calling well outside of business hours but at this point Aeisha would have taken any excuse to escape her situation so she politely excused herself from the table.

"I should probably take this." She said looking apolagetically at her parents who shrugged at one another. This was commonplace for them. "It's about time I headed off anyway"." She added. Her parents came stood as she did, coming round the table to give brief hugs good bye before proceeding to clear the table. Aeisha stepped outside. Her parents were lovely most of the time but when they put the pressure on her boy did they pile it on high. Aeisha sighed relief before returning the call.

Thirty seconds later Aeisha was more agitated than she would have been if she had stayed inside. "What do you mean you can't pay for the products? They're already shipped! No... No we can't just take them back. We made them to your specifications just as you asked." There was a brief pause as the customer made an agitated objection before Aeisha replied teresly, trying her absolute best to hide the frustration from her voice. "I'm afraid you're going to have to take that up with someone senior. My authorisation only goes so far on these things." Another brief pause. "Yep. Mhm. Ok. Goodnight to you too... Yes I'm sure I'll be hearing from them tomorrow." She said politely before slumping into the drivers seat of her tiny red punto and letting out a great breath of exasperation. She rubbed her temples firmly as she tried to clear the flood of frustration that clouded her mind before deciding that these were tomorrows problems now. It was late and there was nothing she could do about her situation straight away so she might as well relax and enjoy herself. Aiesha presented her phones screen with her middle finger before slinging it into the passanger footwell and switching on the cars cd player. She drove home singing (Smile like you mean it. The Killers. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wr4SVUH1MbM&sns=em) with her mind clear of the problems that had plagued the day.

When Aiesha finally arrived home it had been dark for over two hours. Despite this, possibly because of the vast quantities of caffine she had consumed in order to arrive home safely, Aiesha was not remotely sleepy. She changed into her most comfortable bright pink onsie (the one with the "cute kitty-cats" on it) and sat down in front of her computer monitor with a mug of hot chocolate to play some Second Frontier. Of course instead of the game Aiesha was greeted with a lengthy update screen as the expansion pack began to install. She plonked her head down on the desk from disappointment. That being said it was probably for the best. She hadn't realised how tired she was. Aeisha yawned and stretched before grabbing her hot chocolate and heading off towards bed.