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βIs that going on some slogan? Might I add some notable ideas of my own?β Percy asked, thinking that perhaps his brothers needed a push towards marketing and advertising. He heaved an impatient sigh and averted his gaze.Β βWhat I donβt understand is why you werenβt this supportive when I had an actual badge instead of someβ¦silly gadget.β Percy could recall his family being over his news but he blamed that on his childish antics and bragging when he had the chance.
βI know what a cake is, George. I didnβt get such a thing,β he pressed, thinking that this would be some cruel and unamusing joke though he assumed his brother had a handfuls of unamusing jokes for use. He only nodded in response. The train wasnβt the best place for this kind of conversation.Β βOf course. There are still a few things I would like to say. Iβve made a mental point list in my head for what to say andβ¦Iβm afraid Iβve failed to reach out to you to start any of that.β
George shrugged, a wiry grin gracing his features.Β βYou want to help with shop slogans? Perce, Iβve been waiting for this day. You know Iβve got an apron just your size in the back. Had it embroidered with your name on it the day we opened. Just come over any day you like and you can pitch me your ideas. You just need to get your hours in first. Twenty sounds reasonable, right?β Floor time was an important part of any employees training. Not that George really thought Percy would set foot in the shop.Β βYouβre not bragging about this one. Thatβs the difference.β
George shook his head, hands coming up to help him better explain his case.Β βNo. I sent it. I sent you a cake. Who else works in your office? Isnβt it just you and Kingsley? Did he eat it?β He hoped not. That surprise was for his brother only and if Kingsley had gotten, well, the next order meeting was bound to be a bit awkward.Β βItβs fine, Perce. Really. Iβm the one who got all...Donβt worry about it.β











