Thread: Trouble in the Vortex (Mr Quixotic and darjeeling)

The room had filled, and the majority of tables were now occupied. David had heard the cacophony of noise as Vortex staff greeted each other and took their seats, but most of the chatter was indistinguishable. The table he'd carefully chosen was placed far away enough from the centre of the room so that their conversation couldn't be overheard. Not unless someone screamed, which always a possibility, but even then, with the lighting dimmed, they'd have trouble making out from whom it came. The location was also not part of a main thoroughfare, and they were unlikely to have visitors wandering past on their way to the bathrooms, or to visit other colleagues. Perfect for David's purpose. He'd appraised the surroundings as Liss responded, then once she'd finished, glanced at his friends to gauge their reactions. David himself hadn't taken too much notice of her words it wouldn't have mattered what lie she'd come up with, it would still be a lie. A smirk played across Eric's lips, whilst Ryan and Mark stared at Felicity without speaking. As they felt David's gaze, their eyes flicked up to meet his, and he received the feeling that they'd been at least partly fooled by Felicity's apparent sincerity, and calm demeanour. He didn't intend for them to retain that impression for long. Slowly, David's attention returned to the woman, and his fingers circled the stem of his glass. You're good, Ms Milton. However, I don't believe you for a second. I think you're a lying bitch. David gripped his mug, lifted it to his lips, and drained the remaining contents, as another surprised gasp was heard from across the table. On this occasion, it only came from one man. Mark. Obviously Ryan had been quicker to realise that David was unconcerned with the possibility of any repercussions for the manner in which he'd addressed his superior, and that there must be a reason for that confidence. He'd chuckled instead. And I'm positive you didn't mention you're still working with them. David's voice lowered and his tone lost any hint of friendliness when he placed his empty mug on a coaster, and spoke again. The fingers which had circled his glass drummed now against the wooden table top. Still sleeping with the enemy, too? That information hadn't been obtained by Eric, but was pure guesswork on David's behalf apart from money, what other motivation could there be for Felicity to have sold out Vortex? Maybe that's how you won the position spreading your legs for someone in Management? Because you sure didn't win it on merit. Myer's smirked, then his head jerked around as Mark interrupted. What the hell's going on? The two men locked eyes momentarily before Myer's shrugged as if to say 'don't worry, you'll find out' , and Mark appeared to relax a little. David nodded, then moved his gaze to Ryan, whose expression was one of curious amusement - the sound of his mind ticking over as he attempted to figure out exactly where this was to lead were almost audible. A quick check of Eric told David that there was nothing to be apprehensive about there, the IT Manager had the look of one who was enjoying himself immensely. David's focus returned to the woman just as a waiter approached to deliver their appetizer. After the food had been set down, Myer's requested a beer each for the guys nothing for Felicity then collected his cutlery and waited until the man departed before he picked up the conversation with Liss. There'll be a copy of your resume stored on the company server. David cut into his meal a volevaunt popped a piece of pastry into his mouth, and chewed as he talked. Why don't we ask Eric to locate it for us, so we can discover who's telling the truth? Apparently nothing ever disappears completely, no matter how hard you try to erase it. The first bite down, David lifted his napkin, wiped his lips, raised a quizzical eyebrow, and waved his fork at Felicity. Poor Delton indeed, if only he'd known what Eric was capable of, he'd still be employed. I hope he at least got to fuck you before you stabbed him in the back?