[color=8493ca][i]The call finished with an almost forgotten little detail, there was an archaeological dig being conducted in some nearby caves by... the senator couldn't recall which school was doing the dig and had forgotten to write it down. Sarah raised and admonishing eyebrow at Tecumseh, knowing that he'd forgotten to do exactly that no less than fifteen times since she started working for him two weeks ago. And he'd probably forget the dig too if she wasn't careful to remind him later; so she added it to the week's to do list. Tecumseh ignored Sarah's raised eyebrow and thanked the senator for the heads up and wished him luck on the floor in the coming session. The Senator hung up shortly there after and Tecumseh drained the last of his coffee before asking Sarah what she thought of the call.[/i][/color]

	"[color=ed1c24]Well, how do you think the call went?[/color]"

	"[color=ec008c]I think it went as well as it could have. You and the senator are on pretty good terms and you aren't asking him to do anything that isn't already in his best interests to do. He should have no problems supporting your case before the senate and might even burn a few favors to get the vote swung in his favor. I wonder what they'll find in those caves.[/color]"

	"[color=ed1c24]Mold, mildew, guano, bugs... what? You asked, I answered. You don't like stupid answers don't ask stupid questions. Besides, I'm sure you'll find out exactly what they are looking for while you're down there handing out pamphlets and doing some personal advertising for the Dark Ridge Resort. We can do that later this week, maybe we'll even get the team to move it's lodgings up to the resort.[/color]"

[color=8493ca][i]Sarah sighed, another day wasted trying to garner customers from people who couldn't possibly afford the resort, but she was just the intern, what did she know? It hadn't occurred to her that her boss might have other reasons to keep an eye on the new arrivals. And if he had his way about it, she never would. Tecumseh began the next task, a necessary task, though often less pleasant than keeping up with the legalities of running a resort. This morning he was scheduled to mingle with the guests and host a casual brunch for the VIP members, before they went out and played golf or, less frequently, hiked the clearly marked trails. The ridge had several nice views to offer, and some of them could only be reached by hiking half an hour or more from the resort. Hiking off the trails was highly discouraged for "insurance" reasons. Insurance was part of it, but mostly Tecumseh didn't want people wandering around with out his knowing their general whereabouts. Tecumseh sighed, as he stepped out of the office building and walked over towards the main building's lobby where he could see several patrons waiting for him and already vying with each other for a chance to speak with him about this problem or that problem. Tecumseh briefly wished that he could watch these rich sobs walk the Trail of Tears, as his ancestors had been forced too, but he pushed the thought out of his mind as it would do nothing for him or his ancestors.[/i][/color]