Gwen
Gwen looked around for her phone. She found it under her jacket and dialled in a number she'd been given a few days ago.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Gwen here, calling about the - "
"Ah yes. The electric girl."
"Yeah, that's me."
"We actually don't need you till the 24th. Auction has been cancelled and rescheduled for then. Is that alright?"
"Sure. Just need to meet with you to get details."
"No problem." The man on the other line gave Gwen some details of when and where to meet him.
Gwen scribbled them down hastily.
"So we shall see you then?"
"Counting the hours. Bye."
Gwen hung up and looked at the piece of paper. Meeting in LA in some sort of bar for old rich businessmen who were taking a day off from their busy lives to sit around and smoke and sexually harrass the young waitressing staff. Fun.
Oh well, it wasn't until the 20th. She had time to prepare again. She'd better start practicing getting in and out of places.