Shaw Industries Upper Offices, Emma's New York [Thursday Morning]

"Miss Frost! Mr. Shaw needs those projections before lunch, and then he wants you to be on the trading floor the rest of the time today," Johann - another intern but from NYU - blurted out as he skidded into the office all the Shaw Industries interns shared. "He says you're his lucky penny, and he wants to see another fifty grand before close."

( Emma wasn't headblind or stupid )

[OOC: Open for calls or texts!]