.No Hints

"You've got the weirdest course load I've ever heard of," Tammy said with a shake of her head.

Anna looked up from her laptop.  "Huh?"

Tammy tapped her roommate's plan for the next four years.  "Literature, business, gourmet cooking, game theory, task solutions and meteorology?   What's up with all that?"

"Just aiming myself at the perfect job," she replied.  "I've got an in with the employer, as long as I prove I can DO the job."

"What do you need a job for?" Tammy laughed.  "I mean, you're rich!"

"Not rich," Anna said.  "Comfortable."

"I've seen the car you drive, Anna," Tammy growled.

"Well.  VERY comfortable," she admitted.  "And it's mostly an advance on the job."

"You're getting paid to learn to qualify for a job you're maybe going to have one day?"  Tammy sounded incredulous.

When Anna thought about it, ANNA was incredulous.  "Probably going to have," she corrected.

"Fine, probably.  You're a shoo-in." She looked back at the schedule.  "This is one hell of a course load."

"Yeah, I'll just have to make sure I have a good relationship with all my teachers," Anna said.  "And the subs.  And the TAs.  And my study group."

"And your roommate," Tammy said, staring innocently at the wall.

"Well, that goes without saying," Anna said sweetly.  "What will it take to get on your good side?"

"I'm easily bribed," Tammy admitted.  She smiled to show she wasn't terribly serious.

Anna returned the same smile and flipped a brass coin over to the girl.

Tammy caught it.  It looked like one of those pieces of eight from her brother's pirate costume set.

At least, until she hefted it.  No toy coins were this heavy.  She looked down at the cold, bright coin.  "Is this....?  Nooooooo."

"Consider it an investment in your putting up with my snoring," Anna said. 

"Yeah....."  Tammy said softly.  "I, uh, I can't.."

"Sure you can."

"Oh.  Well, okay."  Figured the person with the gold knew what she was talking about and put it carefully in her pocket.  "Where do you even...  I mean...  Is there a gold exchange?  Near?"

"I'll take you to my 'guy' tomorrow," Anna promised.  "Right now I want to finish this."

"Yeah.  Yes, okay, sure, right, um, okay.  Need anything?"

"No."  She went back to her document and looked over the dialogue.  She knew that even if it was bought by the studio, there would be changes.

Still, she hoped they kept her working title.

She hit save and went on the internet, looking for an agent to sell 'Beauty and the Feast' for her.