[She snorts again at the offer, rolling her eyes. Yeah, she's pretty sure this sounds like a racket, buuuut. Well, money's kinda tight and the job opportunities aren't exactly opening up for an orphan kid... or at least not one who has a history of biting boss's heads off. Figuratively, despite what her reputation might imply. So... after a moment's hesitation, she turns back to Zidane, eyes narrowed skeptically.]
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What kinda job?