[center][color=teal][h2]Jessamyn "Jess" Bailey[/h2][/color][/center]

[color=teal]"Yeah... I'll try,"[/color] Jess replied, slumping down at a computer and trying to make sense of the pile of notes in her barely-awake state. She didn't want to imagine how rough the customers would be. Despite Roxy's reassurance, nothing felt safe. Not after last evening.

The empath had just started to arrange the jumbled paperwork into some sort of order when the phone rang. For a second, she froze. She knew next to nothing about vehicles, and hadn't had time to learn the skills she'd need. How would she deal with an enquiry, unprepared as she was? [color=teal]"Uh... Do you want me to get that?"[/color] she asked Roxy hastily, glancing from her to the phone. She'd probably be best sticking with organising documents for now, although it depended what Roxy wanted.