The receptionist in question stared at her cousin for a few more seconds before succinctly replying in an apathetic voice, "Like a Monday. "
'Is it Monday?' Jake tried to remember, but he couldn't remember the date. He had lost track as early as his last month on Earth when communications were cut off and he had to live in a state of constant vigilance without outside contact.
Chronologically it should have been the end of December if he did not count the two months he had spent in another world during his first Ordeal.
"What are you doing here Anya?" The one known as Elisabeth inquired in an icy tone. " You're off duty and I doubt your contribution points are enough to claim anything. I remember you spent all your points on that Lightning spell not too long ago. "
Anya played with her curly hazelnut hair with an embarrassed look, but she quickly regained her usual composure. The receptionist seemed to intimidate her greatly.
