Video - UN: lolococo416

[threatenwithcuteness]

*Lola's sitting at a desk? Or maybe a table? It's hard to see details because there's a very definite layer of books covering the surface. They all have covers and titles that hardly seem fun or inviting about business, investing, and... okay one of those books is about nail care but it feels out of place with the rest.*

Do any of you know anything about, like, running a business. How to operate one, contacting vendors? Figuring out how many pounds of tortilla chips you need to buy for a week of regular nachos? I'm trying to get Lola's Cantina open but I really, like.

Dad did all of this stuff, I just had to look cute, wait tables, and occasionally yell at someone in the kitchen to hurry up.

*Of course just because Lola's studying really hard to try to understand something well outside of her ability at the moment, doesn't mean she didn't take the proper time to put her hair and make-up on point before making this video. She's tired, not dead.*

Comments

[threatenwithcuteness]

We don't really have anyone serving a crown cause we don't have a queen?

[sweetlies]

Nowhere at all?

[It's hard for him to imagine anywhere without a royal family.]

[threatenwithcuteness]

I mean, in other countries? But even those don't have nobles deciding anything for ordinary people. Arranged marriages are just family things, not something someone who just happens to have the right last name decides.

*Sorry, obsolete now.*

[sweetlies]

[So dryly:] I don't decide the marriages of those living on my estate. I am the Earl of Phantomhive. And Lizzie is the daughter of the leader of the British Knights. Our marriage was decided for us for the sake of the family line and keeping the estate and fortune from being split.

[threatenwithcuteness]

So... you're engaged to be married because of money and a title?

*Guess who doesn't get it!*

[sweetlies]

In part. It also grants me ties to the Order of the British Knights. More so than what I had. So power has a hand it in as well.

[threatenwithcuteness]

So... money, power, and a title.

Are you sure you're not, like, evil?

[sweetlies]

That sounds rather simplistic but, yes, money, power, and a title.

[Wow, Lola...]

That depends on how you define 'evil,' I suppose. My organization is called the Aristocrats of Evil, or Villainous Nobles, but what we do isn't evil, per se. We police England's underground and eliminate threats to the crown or anything else that might distress Her Majesty.

[threatenwithcuteness]

So... you're a bunch of spies.

*That's what he said isn't it?*

[sweetlies]

No, we're not spies. How... ridiculous an idea. No, I'm openly recognized as the Queens Watchdog.

[threatenwithcuteness]

Who finances eateries?

*See now she's just confused, cause if Ciel was a spy it'd just kinda click. Especially with that spy eyepatch.*

[sweetlies]

I have a life and interests beyond my duty. I've managed my own company for years already, I'd hate to see other miss the opportunity.