"It's your mountain. You'd know it better than us," Scrooge noted as he snapped his cellphone closed.
Moments later, the assessors Scrooge had had wandering the house exited, each chattering to each other.
Scrooge brought his fingers to his beak, silencing them all with a sharp whistle. "All right. You lot've got quite the drive back home.
"I expect to see some preliminary reports and plans by the end of tomorrow. We'll chat via phone and email instead of having you drive all the way up here. Giancarlo, you and your team will be the exception to that. I want that equipment up and running ASAP along with a better signal if you can manage it."
The De Spells were about to be brought into the modern age one way or another.
"I want repair and restoration plans in my inbox by the end of the week. Then I'll have Mr. and Miss De Spell look them over to suggest any changes they might want to make. They're the ones who are going to be living here when we're gone, and things need to be to their specs, not ours. Once the plans are finalized, then we'll start getting the crews out here to get the work done." He then glanced at the man who'd admitted his colorblindness earlier. "Something you'd like to add?"
"Just a question for Mr. De Spell, sir. I got your text before I could ask his sister." The man turned around and pointed at a large round window near the roof. "That window used to be stained glass. I found some of the pieces stuck between the floorboards. Is there anywhere there might be a reference for what the design originally looked like? Assuming you want restored, of course."
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Moments later, the assessors Scrooge had had wandering the house exited, each chattering to each other.
Scrooge brought his fingers to his beak, silencing them all with a sharp whistle. "All right. You lot've got quite the drive back home.
"I expect to see some preliminary reports and plans by the end of tomorrow. We'll chat via phone and email instead of having you drive all the way up here. Giancarlo, you and your team will be the exception to that. I want that equipment up and running ASAP along with a better signal if you can manage it."
The De Spells were about to be brought into the modern age one way or another.
"I want repair and restoration plans in my inbox by the end of the week. Then I'll have Mr. and Miss De Spell look them over to suggest any changes they might want to make. They're the ones who are going to be living here when we're gone, and things need to be to their specs, not ours. Once the plans are finalized, then we'll start getting the crews out here to get the work done." He then glanced at the man who'd admitted his colorblindness earlier. "Something you'd like to add?"
"Just a question for Mr. De Spell, sir. I got your text before I could ask his sister." The man turned around and pointed at a large round window near the roof. "That window used to be stained glass. I found some of the pieces stuck between the floorboards. Is there anywhere there might be a reference for what the design originally looked like? Assuming you want restored, of course."