Melony gave a sigh of relief,as Ms. Richards turned her attention elsewhere. Melony's body had changed further, aging to the cusp of twenty. Her body had paled into the european range, her hair brightening to auburn. She had a few freckles on her cheeks, and was becoming a rather pretty woman, though she wasn't anything on the level of Ms. Richards.
Now in her work clothes, an outfit that Richards claims was quite stylish but Melony herself thought looked gaudy and desperate, Melony decided she might as well forget about her boss for now and get to work.
Looking around, Melony wasn't surprised to see that almost none of the preparations for tonight had been made. The staff was unfortunately chosen for their looks, not their initiative, and Ms. Richards was simply terrible at managing her staff.
But no matter. It would simply fall to Melony to get the gears in motion. As usual. With a sigh, she set about instructing the rest of the staff on what they all needed to do before tonight's concert.
