Lunch

Wyatt looks up and grins as Katie enters the breakroom. “Hey there. Yeah, sure, set yourself down. We just started to eat. Looks like we’re all late today.”

He glances to Scott teasingly. “Unless you’d rather we didn’t have the additional company.”

The tones of the two men signal that their lunch had been quite a humorous ordeal already and both were being quite goofy. It wasn’t often that interaction between Scott and Wyatt was witnessed.

Scott smirks at him. “Oh yeah, our conversation about carburetors was a private one indeed.” He rolls his eyes and shoves the empty end chair out with his foot. “Sit down, Hero, before Wyatt makes an idiot of himself.”

“Too late.” Wyatt salutes with his can of pop. “To idiots!”

“Here here!” Scott raises his own pop can, clinking it on Wyatt’s. “And to all those who put up us idiots!”

“Yes!” Wyatt toasts again. “And to Katie – the best idiot-putter-upper there is. May she not kick me for razzing her too much.”

Scotts eyes widen and he looks down at his pop. “Uh-oh.”

Wyatt stops his antics. “What?”

Scott holds up his hand, signaling to wait. Without trying to stop it, an extremely loud belch is released.

“Wooee!” Wyatt gives Scott a high five. “Nice!”

Scott raises both hands in the air, signaling victory. “I’m on an official sugar high, folks, stand back!” Suddenly seeming to remember that Katie is present, his face reddens and he turns his face away, glancing at Wyatt. “Can we have another toast to idiots?”


“Mmm.” Con gives Jamie a squeeze and aims her for the door. “Sorry. Let’s go get some food and enjoy the afternoon, shall we?” He grins down at her. “Oh, did I neglect to tell you that I have the rest of the day off?" He opens the door as they enter the parking lot. "I was thinking lunch at Mom and Pop’s, then maybe a nice walk in the park if it’s not raining, and maybe….just maybe we can catch a movie later on.”


A mouse scurries across the floor, shooting under Laura's desk. She wasn't usually afraid of rodents, but this one had caught her off guard. Letting out a shriek, she stands up quickly and backs out of her cubicle.