“Who’s the blue suit with Mason?”
“That’s the new guy, Bob’s replacement. Kyle Miller, from the Cleveland office. You would’ve recognized him if you would just let me use photos on our personnel records like other offices,” said Brittany.
“We go by qualifications here, not looks. No photos. He’s here already? I didn’t expect him until after the first of the year. I thought he’d want to spend Christmas with his family and friends in Cleveland. Hmm. Very professional appearance. Nice looking.”
“Not really. He’s too tall, too thin, too angular. And he doesn’t respond.”
“Doesn’t respond? To what?”
“You know, the hair flip. The giggle. The strut. The slow smile.”
“Oh, so you already tried to pick up the new guy and now you don’t think he’s cute because he didn’t respond to you?”
“Yea, something like that. But I did it before eight o’clock, and it wasn’t on company time, so you can’t yell at me for flaunting my desirable attributes during work hours.”
“Now, Brit, I don’t yell,” she giggled, knowing the truth.
“Yes, you do. Here are the documents from the legal department you need for the Lowery Project.”
“Thank you. Tell Porter I need to see him before he goes to court for the Buschwoller pre-trial.”
“Will do. Ah… Bob… had a meeting scheduled this morning at VistaCor. Do you want me to cancel it?”
“No. That problem needs solved today before someone gets hurt.”
“Okay. And whom would you like me to send in his place?”
“It’s too late to send in someone unfamiliar with VistaCor’s problem. I’ll go.”
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