Standing on Ceremony

Ahead, people in blend-into-the-background suits were directing the guests towards seats. One of them materialised in front of them. “Level and department, please.” Clio looped her arm through Calypso’s and said. “Reception.” The other two smiled, the usher looked confused. “There’s no reception department on my list.” Calliope leaned in. “Reception reports to HR, maybe …

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