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Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

The girl smiled, shaking her head. ''No, actually it's my first day here,'' she replied light heartedly, dismissing the comment about sexual harassement, simply because she wasn't sure if he was fully joking. ''Blake is a common name. And if that's what you want to believe,'' she laughed softly at the comment about all work and no play. Arching her eyebrows, she smirked, looking around. Although her father promised not to meddle with her things, she was fairly certain that he would have several people watching over her. Most probably someone would report that she and David met eachother - and probably mention the proximity at which the two were located when speaking. Not quite eager to get her father's lesson about flirting with older men - especially those working where she was, she didn't know how to react. ''Oh, but I don't think that other employees would like it much,'' she stated, briefly motioning to the few women with coffee cups murmuring something about the male. ''So I'll just see you later,'' she waved briefly and once again turned away from him to walk off to the desk that belonged to her. In process, her hips swung back and forth in an almost inviting fashion, the girl remaining graceful no matter how fast she walked. She simply returned to the office, returning to her work - most of it paper related.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

Before David could respond she was gone. Gave him the cold shoulder. He wandered up to the elevator in a daze wondering where he went wrong. He met Jonathan and Bill in the elevator coming back from lunch. They went up silently together Bill whistling with his hands in his pockets, Jonathan staring at his watch and David staring at the lighted floor up at the top of the elevator door waiting for his stop. Evenually Bill broke the awkward silence. So did you get a date or what!?! He shouted turning to David. I bet he got passed the date and went with the good stuff you sly dog, you. David was not in a good mood, he got the first cold shoulder from a woman in quite sometime plus he had this headache, surprisingly enough the conversation with the girl had caused the headache to decrease slightly. Shouldn't you two be working, it appears your late from lunch He frowned getting off his stop not in the mood for his friends antics. He got out the keys to his office door and locked it behind him closing the curtains before looking over the whole city. It was beautiful, born and raised here. He peered over at the school he used to be a student at. Thirty two, what happened. He remembered when he played street hockey with the kids in the neighborhood just on that street. He pointed out to a small street a couple blocks away to no one in particular. Now he was staring over the city in his dad's old office. He felt like he had gone such a distance but was it worth it? Sometimes he wished he had worked a little harder and actually earned his high position in this city, his city. He turned on CNN, something about a woman giving birth to multiple children, nothing of interest. He closed the curtains, poured himself a couple shots of Smirnoff and took the pills dozing off onto his couch with the light buzz of the TV and the florescent lights. A nap would do him well. He had a meeting at the end of the week and needed the rest anyways. David was a people person after all and he always on to be on.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

Selena returned to the comfortable leather chair, briefly spinning on it. Two large stacks of paper were piled up in front of her since she was just starting out, the quantity of work was not very high and the two piles were for the three days that remained until the end of her week. However, she wasn't the type to procrastinate at work and preferred to set herself a challenge do things as fast and as well as possible. Flipping the pages, she studied the fleeting numbers and letters, trying to grasp their meaning. At first, it was quite easy page after page she entered data, edited the mistakes, made sure that everything was correct. Soon enough, however, she found her mind wandering about - mainly back to David. She wondered if she has left too swiftly he would probably ignore her and pretend the brief conversation never even took place. Whatever, she tried to tell herself, but hormones remained hormones and she couldn't help but think of his self assured attitude. Why was it that men like him made women's hearts accelerate? Suddenly, she found herself pulled out of the work by a phone call. She blinked, pulling the phone up. ''Selena Blake speaking,'' she spoke in a polite, professional manner only to hear her father's voice. ''Selena, come up to my office please,'' he spoke coolly, making the girl wince. Hopefully he hadn't heard of her acquaintance. She stood up, informing the supervisor who nodded and allowed her to leave. Walking up to the elevator, she pressed the top button, leaning back against the wall. The top executives were located there. Stepping out of the small room, she looked around, noticing the several offices. Reading the names as she walked, she suddenly read David Grey. Looking to the side, she realized that her father's office was located an office away from it. ''Shit,'' she told herself, hopefull that the man wouldn't see her there. Finally, she entered her father's office. There, she was happy to discover that he only wanted to get a checkup on her - make sure she liked what she did, was treated properly and so on. Finally, a half an hour later she stepped out, her arms wrapped around her father's neck. ''I love you,'' she cooed, delivering him a kiss on the cheek that could have been misunderstood from afar. ''I love you too,'' the man replied before shutting his office once again and letting the girl leave.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

David woke up, it was 600. He felt extremely relaxed and much better. Headache completely gone and he completely forgot about the girl whom he had met earlier that afternoon. He needed to do some work today to impress his partner. He was happy with his position. He may have not seen eye to eye with his father's friend but if wasn't for him and his dad he would not be here. David didn't even want to think about where he would be. He was a slacker in High School and he had only gotten his job by blood not skill. Luckily he had picked up some skills along the way and not remained completely useless. He phoned up one of his clients Brian arranging various deals. At least he got some money for the company today. Whatever, David would call today a sick day which wasn't exactly a lie. He stepped out of the office to see if Bill or Jonathan were still around to head off to some restaurant. When he stepped out of the door he narrowly missed a woman. Hey, be caref.... Oh, it's you. My apologies Selena He told the girl quietly gathering his briefcase he had just dropped. Sorry about what happened earlier, I didn't mean to distract you from your work. I hope you weren't late but hey He pointed to his head with a genuine grin this time, that Tylenol you gave me worked, much thanks. For 600 at night it had gotten pretty dark outside and it seemed much later, he hoped it wasn't though however he started to notice some people in the hall way getting putting on their jackets and getting ready to return to their family.
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Selena winced as someone bumped into her, yet as she raised her eyes, about to say something she found herself facing David. She quickly kneeled down to collect all the things that he dropped to the floor, biting down on her lower lip. She feared that the male has witnessed her brief scene of affection with her father - it wasn't something she would want to explain. Especially if instead of mentioning it to her he mentioned it to someone else and caused rumours to run about. ''It's fine,'' she smiled warmly, her bright gaze traveling over the male's face as she stood up. ''I was on time, thanks,'' she replied carefully, sounding almost apolodgetic. ''Well, that's great,'' she stated, one of her arms nervously darting to the other one, her hand caressing her elbow. She didn't know what else to say, for several reasons. A part of her realized that she was too young to even think about flirting with him, another feared her father would step out of his office at the wrong office. Especially because he offered to give her a lift home after work. ''So...I better leave you now. You must be awfully busy,'' she smiled again, heading towards the elevator.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

David had decided to give the girl another shot or at least let her give him another shot. If things didn't work at least he tried. His father always told him to grasp every opportunity and that's precisely what he would do. Actually not busy at all, I was going out to get a bite to eat. I'm quite hungry after that headache since I was too ill to have any lunch. He wondered what time she got off work then the thought crossed his mind about what she was doing up here. This hall was for high ranking executives only. Had someone got to her before him? Damn that Bill or maybe it was Jonathan. It was act now or never or surely Selena would be seduced by someone with a wad of green dollar bills. I was actually looking for some company, what time do you get off work? He asked her innocently as though she was there at the right time in the right place and he hadn't been planning this. He forgot how taken by her he was until he bumped into her again. He didn't believe in fate but his crappy day might have taken a turn for the good. Perhaps lady luck was smiling on him. Actually don't even worry about work, I'll call your supervisor and tell them I'm giving you a personal company orientation He thought about what a personal orientation could involve briefly then returned to reality, I noticed you hardly ate anything at lunch and you're probably just as hungry as me. I like to get to know my employees, we're all one big family here. Hell you could even think of the old man beside me as a dad He laughed at his own joke. My treat, your choice, lobster or chinese or Italian or maybe even just some pizza or ice cream. He hoped she would accept his offer.
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The girl blinked as rather than being dismissed she was spoken to as though she wasn't just a lowly employee. She arched her eyebrows, unable to prevent a genuine smile, with nothing behind it, spread accross her lips. Tilting her head slightly, she took a step back in, shrugging. Well I could keep you company. I'm almost done now,'' she purred softly, momentarily forgetting about the fact that her father was in the office next door. She was rather happy by the fact that her 'boss' was showing her an interest, although not quite certain about what kind of interest it was. ''Truth to be told, I am quite hungry,'' she blushed slightly, feeling her stomach twist at the mention of food. She hadn't expected the work to be so demanding, and her small dinner was far from sufficient. A quiet sigh escaping her lips, she shrugged. The entire concept of expensive food at large corporations was something she didn't much understand. A teenager, she was fully satisfied with pizza or fast food. ''Chinese would be just fine,'' she replied, her smile growing from the comment about thinking about the man next door as her dad. ''Hm, that would be a hard thing to do,'' she laughed slyly, hopeful yet again that a misinterpretation wouldn't take place. ''So...what now?'' She wondered, rather uncertain about what to do next.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

How about I walk you done to my car, it may smell like cigar I'm afraid I had some clients in it. He thought about it and thought it wouldn't be the greatest idea if he held out his arm for her. Probably too soon he thought to himself. Chinese sounds great, if you're into shrimp they probably have the best in town even more so than the sea food place surprisingly he suggested as he ran about every restaurant he had been to in the city. He lost count, just under a hundred he guessed. He went out every night and afternoon for food. His mother always teased that he needed a woman to show him how to use the kitchen. The fact was David's love life was complicated, well it wasn't that complicated because there wasn't much there. He had serious relationships about twice a year that typically ended up as a disaster. He had a few flings here and there with some of the secretaries every other week or so but he tried to keep that as a down low. He didn't want any sexual harassment claims and he really did respect his employees, including the secretaries and as far as he knew no one had any ill words for him. As he walked with Selena to the elevator he asked her about herself. Come on, share with me. What do you do here? How did you get the job? How are you finding the company? David was curious to know because he interviewed many of the employees or they were interviewed by one of his people he did not recognize any mention of a Selena on any of the forms. If he had interviewed her he would have definitely recognized her. She was definitely the youngest woman here, He figured she was about twenty or so.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

Selena chuckled at the comment about his car smelling like cigar and shrugged. ''It's alright, I think I'll be fine,'' she replied, following him towards the elevator. The level they were on stressed her out for an obvious reason and the faster they were out of the building the better. She entered the small cabin, waiting for him to close the door and press the button. Watching the levels flow by, she found herself hoping that no one would enter, and for the first few levels her hopes were coming true. ''Oh, sounds great,'' she smiled, not mentioning that she didn't really like shrimps. Leaning back against the elevator, she studied him with a smirk, wondering how exactly the evening would end. A part of her was drawn by the purely taboo aspect of the situation while another was afraid. She wasn't sure if any kind of physical affection was appropriate in such a case, and didn't exactly want to be viewed as the company's whore. Biting on her thumb, she found herself lost in thoughts for a few brief moments until she heard his questions. Thinking of an answer that would be truthfull yet didn't say too much, she grinned. ''Why, I work here. Mostly paperwork,'' she stated, cocking her head to the side. ''The company's great, I hope to stay here for as long as possible,'' she continued, one question remaining. ''As for how I got it...Let's just say I got lucky,'' she chuckled, a sly expression on her face. At that moment, a woman entered the elevator, watching over the two before turning her attention back to the doors. She then waited for the elevator to reach the floor they waited for, quickly stepping outside. ''And what about yourself? It would seem that you aren't just an employee among others,'' she stated, her gaze briefly coming in contact with his.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

That was a loaded question and he wasn't too sure how to respond. He wanted to be honest with her but he didn't want to intimidate her either. He felt in this scenario honesty was the best policy. I hold 50 of the share of this company, but I leave most of the paper work to my partner. I get the clients and break out the deals. I got the job by luck as well you might say. However with replies like that you're going to make me feel guilty for taking out someone's daughter He said teasingly as they got to the ground floor. He took his keys out and used the remote and unlocked his maroon Cadillac. I'm still tired from the nap, you want to take it for a spin? He asked her as he throw the keys lightly in her direction, But I call shotgun. He was in a rather good mood now. He loved the city at night, the lights of the cars and neon signs made him feel intoxicated. A feeling he seemed quite attached too. Ran in the family he guessed. If it gets too late I can always drive you home but I might have to stop by the office to get some things first, hopefully we won't be out all night. I need to get you home before curfew. He actually was hoping the complete opposite, he hated his apartment, it was dull and lonely. How old are you anyways, youngest girl we have on staff is twenty four and you look much younger than that. He asked curiously.
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The girl almost blushed at the end - both because of the presence of words 'taking out' and the mention of her bring someone's daughter. He was so close to the truth, yet didn't seem serious whenever he mentioned it. She felt bad about that - if they were to start any kind of a relationship, a friendship or a flirt, starting it with lies wasn't the best thing to do. However, her father explicitly stated that she wasn't supposed to mention it to anyone. ''Oh, I see,'' she smiled, seemingly impressed yet careful not to do too much. ''Well, I got lucky,'' she teased back, following him before catching the keys. ''Really? Sure,'' she beamed, always happy to drive a pretty car. She loved her own car, but a Cadillac was always nice as well. Getting into the car, she arched her eyebrows. ''Alright,'' she laughed, kicking off her high heels since they were extremely uncomfortable to drive in. She loved the city at night as well and could drive around for hours. ''Do I get to drive wherever I want then?'' She wondered, not caring if she displayed her more innocent, childish side. Turning the ignition, she leaned back against the seat, arching her eyebrows. ''You have a curfew?'' She wondered with a grin, the car starting to roll down the street towards the highway. ''And maybe I'm that young, or maybe I just look good. You'll never know,'' she laughed, simply driving about. It seemed that she was an experienced driver, and it was almost the case - she could drive around for hours and often did so. Driving off towards a simple chinese restaurant, she circled around just for the fun of it. ''Do you always take female employees out to supper?'' She wondered in an amused way, turning her head to look at him as they paused in front of a red light.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

Only the strange females who offer me drugs in lunchrooms and I repay by almost putting that certain girl into a coma He responded to her question jokingly. David got out of the passenger seat and locked the door behind while moving to her side of the car and opened the door for you while reaching over and grabbing the keys. This one isn't a keeper Miss Selena, but you're free to test drive it anytime. He said putting the keys into his pocket. He walked to her to the door of the restaurant. This is a lovely place, hopefully you'll enjoy it as much as I do. Anything on the menu you want, it's all on me. Consider it your welcome to the company dinner. Plus after your driving I think I've lost most of my appetite He laughed and greeting the waiter at the front door. Table for two please, possibly by a window, I enjoy looking at the city's night life especially at this time of year. The waiter led them to an empty table by a window. Tonight wasn't that bad, only a few tables were full so the restaurant was pretty quiet and the service was good. David thanked and tipped the waiter before he departed. David pulled out a chair for his young dinner guest. He may have been spoiled by his father but he was also taught how to be a gentleman.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

The woman laughed softly, nodding. Good answer, she told herself, pushing her feet back into the pumps and stepping out of it. ''Sounds good,'' she chuckled about the free test driving. Of course, she doubted that the other employees would appreciate her doing that. She followed him into the restaurant, giving him a smile. ''Mhm, it is,'' she replied, hopeful that she wouldn't meet anyone she knew that night - she did choose the place she only went to once or so. ''Oh? I could have sworn I'm a good driver, I just like speed,'' she chuckled, taking a seat, rather surprised that he wasn't the haughty type that treated women like meat. Such men weren't rare in the school she used to go to and she was certain that the college she entered wouldn't be much different with the preppy brainless boys. ''The city is great to look at,'' she smiled when the two of them were finally seated, briefly glancing over the menu. The situation took away most of her hunger but the faint smell of chinese food brought it right back. Deciding to go for something rather simple and not expensive, she leaned back against the chair, making herself comfortable. Waiting for him to make his order, she made hers, resting her elbows on the edge of the table. ''So, David,'' she spoke slowly, thinking in the process. ''Doesn't someone like you have a wife or kids to go to after work?'' She wondered, not exactly eager to do something to damage a family.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

David ordered a small plate of shrimp, chicken balls and Chinese styled rice. He turned to Selena, she looked remarkable, even more so in the restaurant than in the office. He thought it might be due to the moon shining through the window. It was approaching eight, getting pretty late and he hope he wasn't keeping her from plans with friends or family. What would you care to drink? Champagne? Wine? Milkshake? He asked her after he ordered his meal. Wife and kids?!? He gave out a small chuckle at the notion of the thought. I take that as an insult Selena, someone in my position, 50 share of a well off company should be bringing home supermodels every night. Not being held down, but I'll let you in on a secret He leaned across the table and whispered in her ear, I'm not much of a player as I present myself to be. He leaned back in his seat with a grin. Hell, I'm lucky to be seen with you in some a exotic place. He watched a family walk by with a stroller. Well, maybe not so exotic.
Thread: [Reggie and Death] Office Hours.

Selena studied the busy streets that gradually emptied out as the sun set, life relocating to the beach and other hot spots. The moon was beautiful, contrasting with the bright neons. ''Hm? I'd be fine with orange juice,'' she grinned sheepishly, inwardly cursing herself a moment later. Orange juice? Very mature, you could totally be a hot thirty five years old, she thought grumpily. However, his following words tore her out of the internal battle. ''Oh,...I doubt that I would do the same, but what would I know about that,'' she chuckled, finding the role she took rather amusing. Of course, things wouldn't be very pretty if they grew closer and he found out later on. Arching her eyebrows as he leaned in, she felt shivers run down her spine. ''Mhm, I won't tell anyone,'' she nodded, her bright gaze trailing over him. She dismissed the following remark, not certain whether it was a disguised insult or compliment. Studying the family with a stroller she laughed before turning her attention back to him. ''So, no wife, no kids, no supermodels. What do you do then?'' She wondered with a feline smile, taking a sip of the orange juice that has been quickly brought to her.