"Good morning, Mr. Mayor!" Isabelle greeted from her desk at the front of the town hall. Did she ever go home? ...Where did she even live anyway? These were questions for greater thinkers of our time. Somehow, despite her insane schedule, she was smiling and happy. "Ready for another day of making our town a better place?" she asked cheerily. Isabelle really was the one that kept everything going. She had a list of responsibilities a mile long, and she navigated the bureaucracy of running a town like a professional. Nothing seemed to slip past her. She knew he wasn't exactly mayor material, but here he was, and she was going to do her darndest to support him.