https://abload.de/img/20.11.21_01-36-08nak8i.png
Returning from her latest gig, Tamara was greeted by a heap of bills: The rent, water, power...
When had been the last time Tamara Donner had paid a bill? She couldn’t remember. What didn’t get deducted from her bank account automatically, a secretary saw to that it got paid. But “Tammy” didn’t have a bank account of her own. Or sufficient money to pay all those bills.
What Tamara Donner had instead, was a pressing need to stay in character, meaning she had to raise the money with the means available to her alias only. Which were... few, to say the least.
https://abload.de/img/20.11.21_01-45-174xjvd.png
Good thing the landlord swang by that day! Tamara used the opportunity to ask him to grant her a respite for this month.
Byron: “Can’t, even if I wanted. See, I’m just the handyman.”
My actual landlord is one Ritvik Johnson, but he lost the position after a makeover and got replaced by several new landlords that I tend to accidently delete on townie purges. So now I headcanon all those throwaway landlords as handymen in Ritvik’s employ.
https://abload.de/img/20.11.21_01-45-53m5jac.png
Byron: “But that aside, why don’t you just apply for welfare? The bureau would cover your rent. Ey, probably not the rent for an apartment this size, but it would be better than facing eviction.”
Tamara: “Because I... can’t?”
Byron: “Why the heck not?”
Tamara: “Uh... Ask all the other homeless in this city?”
Byron: “Hm, yeah, I see. Well, you may still turn out a five meter high monster plant in disguise, but then you'd still be a decent person. So how about a loan? I give you 500 bucks now, and if you cannot pay me back by next month, then your glass llamacorn will be mine. Deal?”
Tamara: “My llamacorn?! No! Uh... okay? With an option to buy it back!”
Byron: “Okay, deal!”
https://abload.de/img/20.11.21_22-56-52jyke5.png
We still have two Silver tier parties to host for Tamara’s aspiration, so let's do that! I chose a Gala Dinner, along with keg the easiest party type. In-story it was nothing Gala at all, but a bunch of friends meeting to share and try out new recipes.
Daneel: “This is your apartment, Tammy? You told us it is large, but from else what you said, I imagined it to be way more dreary!”
Tamara: “Haha, no! This is my neighbor’s apartment. Reese was so nice to let me borrow the place for the party! She's sucha dear!”
https://abload.de/img/20.11.21_23-01-56nnkow.png
Since she was in dire need of money, Tamara decided to blur her two personas. Just a little! Hosting parties to raise money (or secure votes) was part of her almost daily routines as a politician, after all.
And so, while on the surface a neighborhood cookout was going on, Tamara subtly nudged the attendees into loaning her money.
Everyone contributed...
https://abload.de/img/20.11.21_23-05-40bikm9.png
...well, ALMOST everyone. Daneel ardently refused.
I’d been surprised and annoyed had materialistic Daneel given away money!
Result: Silver
With the money from all the loans and a very convenient "Marry for an inheritance" phone call, Tamara is now swimming in 5,000 dollars in cash - a fortune in regards to her current situation, but a hardly noticeable sum compared to the funds she normally has at her disposal. Tamara fully intends to repay at least double that money when she is back in her office.
Next: Still one party to go and that one brought about a big turning point.