Some dickhead bumped into me on my way into the office and I dropped my breakfast sandwich on the sidewalk.
So basically don’t talk to me unless you have food or I will throw you through my office door.
“Oh, okay. Who?”
She asks pointedly. He’s either got a name or she should start recording so she can hear him say he doesn’t know.
“I mean, we’ve been here before.”
She says, rubbing the back of her head. She isn’t exactly keen to play bodyguard again. Foggyguard. At least >
Jess squints at him, eyebrow cocked. Not like him to let anyone get the drop on him. Danny must be out of town too, which is why he’s got his hat in his hands asking her.
“I mean, I can add it to my rotation.”
She says, and then internally cringes at that. She doesn’t have a >











