Soon, it was time to clock out.
The majority of the Logistics Department consisted of young, lively folks. After spending the day together, their initial reserved demeanor was quickly replaced with warmth and familiarity, including to Forsythia, whom they affectionately started calling 'Forsythia'.
The first-floor lobby of the office complex.
"Whose car can I bum a ride in?" asked the workplace gossip, Dawn Bakr.
"You can come with me," replied the Complaint Department head, Noah Whitfield.
Thrilled, Dawn hugged Noah, "My darling sister, thank you so much. When we get to Enchanting, I'll make sure you get enough drinks."
"Deal, you sure know how to sweet talk. Manager Swift is already footing the bill, what are you offering for?"
The lobby was bustling with people waiting for rides, people offering rides and people looking to hitch a ride.
