Ever since he had been informed of his new position, Baxter felt as if he was just kind of floating. Though the director's slot had been vacant for a short while and there were several qualified candidates, Baxter hadn't even dreamed he'd be chosen over his peers. It was both humbling and exciting and though he hadn't thought he'd be the one promoted, Baxter was ready to rise to the challenge.

Apparently so was his sister.

Catherine, upon learning about his promotion had insisted they host something in his honor and Baxter had to beg and plead with her not to make it about him. He'd had to fabricate and implement an idea he'd planned on waiting to start until after he was more settled into the director slot right on the spot to get her to relent. So now, even though they were still having a gala hosted by the hospital and somewhat in his name, Baxter could instead shift the focus to the new fund he'd set up to support families who struggled to pay for their medical care. It wasn't a radically new idea, but he wanted to make it more readily available to accessible to those who really needed it and that started with drawing attention to it and fundraising for it! Fortunately, Catherine rather thought that was good for his image, so she took it and ran with it. She ran so far as to plan the entire party and he barely had to lift a finger.

He had however, made an instant effort, once the details were ironed out, to share the news with Mrs. Potter and to invite her to join him this evening. It made him nervous to think about it, but he was far too practiced it waiting, the promotion had vaulted him forward and he was going to try to keep the momentum going, both professionally and personally. The night was still young and he'd spoken with a great many people offering their congratulations, all the while keeping a look out for Odira as he went.