Vivian nodded, making a mental note of the many things she had to do. She wanted a job, and now she had it. First, she he had to talk to her manager about moving her shifts to evening. She had to go shopping for some office clothes. Get her hair done… buy groceries since she wouldn't have time to cook as much… the list seemed endless. 

"Yes, tomorrow is fine," she agreed. She didn't want to give him the chance to hand this position to someone else. She knew that he was doing this ...