“I think we’ve hit rock bottom, buddy,” Shaun chuckled. James gave him a sideways glance, then looked over at the girl as she tried her best to hold up the box while maneuvering throught the cubicle jungle like a rat in a maze.

“Shut up, Shaun,” James finally said and walked away, leaving Shaun frozen with a stunned look. James ran over to the girl and lifted the box from her arms. She gave out a sigh of relief and looked up at him. He had to stop for a moment and adjust his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

She smiled sweetly, “Why that was so nice of you! I could have sworn my arms were going to give out any minute there.”

James had a hard time responding to her, he was taking her all in at once, and he found it very distracting. She highly resembled a young Marlo Thomas with a hidden edge thrown in somewhere in the mix like a nice cocktail drink with a bright colored paper umbrella.

“Could you tell me where I can find Mona?” She asked.

“Follow me,” James said, “Are you Kelly’s temp?”