"So, how was your first day at work?" Miranda asked Rona when they next happened upon each other in their house.

"Rona has a job?" their other housemate asked from the sofa, where she was watching T.V.

"It was all right" Rona said. "Dude who runs the shop's a bit weird."

"Weird how?"

"What shop? Where are you working?"

"He has some kind of obsession with Jane Austen or something" Rona explained. "I was helping out with the stock-taking, right, and I found a copy of - what's that book? Westminster Abbey or something? Anyway, he said it was the fifth one in the shop, and then he went into some big rant about Jane Austen novels, and people abandoning puppies after Christmas, and then about Dalmatian puppies and 101 Dalmatians and I dunno what the fuck else."

"How come you always get the crazy people for bosses, Rona?" Miranda said.

"No, he's not crazy. He seems to know what he's doing. He was just . . . kinda weird."

"How much is he paying you?" Rona and Miranda's other housemate asked.

"I don't know" Rona replied.

"You don't know?" Miranda echoed in amazement.

"Brent said I shouldn't ask Guy."

"What guy?"

"Guy."

"Guy Smiley?"

"Not really."

"So it's a bookshop you're working in, yeah?" their other housemate asked.

"Yeah, you know that one 'round the corner from deli?" Miranda replied. "Near the day-care centre."

"No."

"Well it's that one."

"Cool." Rona and Miranda's other housemate turned back to the T.V. "I guess you'll be able to pay me back the money you owe me soon then, Rona" she said.