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Pacey reached out and took both her hands from her lap. He took the fingers of her left hand and pressed them into the inside of her right wrist. "Is it still there?" Beat-beat-beat. She grinned. "Yes, it's still there." "Well," he said standing up, "I guess it's 'cross,' then." As he walked to the door, she said his name and he turned around. "What?" She smiled a little. "I thought you didn't believe in rescues. The whole 'punching out people who insult me' thing has rescue written all over it." He shrugged. "Yeah, but that wasn't really for you. That was purely for myself. I put it off for too long, actually." He gave a little wave and started out the door. "Hey." He turned around again. "I think you're rooftops, too." *** part eleven: rush Joey stood in the doorway as Chris Cummings, who put the CC in CCGraphics, puttered around his office trying to get ready for his 9:30 meeting. He was running late, as usual. "The Pritchett memo and the March spreadsheet are in the red file folder by the phone, you're set for the flight to Atlanta on Wednesday morning at 7:15, and I found out from his assistant that David Holland is a vegetarian, so I canceled the Friday lunch at the place with the great steaks and made you a new reservation at the place that makes that thing with the white beans and spinach. I put a rush on the copies of the brochure for your presentation, and you have some kind of brown crusty stuff on your tie, so grab one of the ones in the top left drawer and don't spill anything on it on your way into the conference room. Oh, and don't forget you have a dentist appointment at 3:30, so don't eat garlic at lunch." He stopped digging through the desk and turned to look at her impatiently. "I don't have a dentist appointment today. I have a dentist appointment on April 12th." She raised her eyebrows and stood, staring silently at him. "Is today April 12th?" he asked disbelievingly. "There you go." She crossed the room and handed him three pink slips with phone messages on them. "You don't care about any of these people."
"Thank you." He tossed the messages in the trash and fetched a tie from the drawer. As he took off the one he was wearing, he smiled a little. "It's a wonder I can dress myself, isn't it?" "Well, it would be a wonder if you could dress yourself, if that's what you mean." "In case I haven't told you lately how totally overqualified for this job you are," he said as he straightened the new tie and picked up a leather portfolio, "you're totally overqualified for this job." "Yeah, yeah, I know. Unfortunately, what I'm qualified to be is a brilliant up-and-coming intern, and somehow, as paltry as my current wage may be, I think I would notice the abrupt drop to zero." She handed him a pen as he went by her on his way out. "This is so you don't buzz me in five minutes and ask me to bring you one." He smiled gratefully and brushed by her. Joey went back to her cubicle, where a small, tense-looking woman was waiting predatorily. "Hello, Laurie. How are things in marketing?" "I need half an hour with him tomorrow." Joey opened the calendar and scanned it. "I don't have half an hour tomorrow. I have half an hour on Monday." "It can't be Monday, it has to be tomorrow." Laurie looked impatiently over Joey's shoulder. "I'm sure there's some time open." "Well, there's no time open, because he's busy all day, but I'd be happy to put you in for Monday." She wondered who had sold Laurie that eye shadow. Purple, frosted, hideous. "He can't be busy all day, Joey," Laurie whined, then shifted to what she seemed to think was a sweet-talking tone. "Can't you just sort of squeeze me in around the edges?" Joey eyed Laurie with a distinct chill. "Here's how this works. Chris comes in at 7:00 every morning, and he spends the first half-hour doing the five things he left on his desk when he went home at 10:00 the night before. At 7:30, he pulls a granola bar out of his briefcase and eats it while he reads e-mail that showed up overnight. At 8:00, he has his first meeting. He has meetings, appointments, and other assorted commitments every minute of the day until 12:00, when he stops to spend twenty-five minutes eating lunch followed by five minutes telling me how he needs to stop taking on so much stuff, because it's driving him crazy. At 12:30, the endless stream of individuals starts again, and not only does every single one of them take their entire allotment of time, but I usually have to go in there with a cattle prod and a block of cheese to either bully or lure them out of his office so that the next vulture can go in and do exactly the same thing. He usually stops for dinner at about 7:00, when his 5:00 appointment -- which has probably started an hour late and stayed a half-hour too long -- finally leaves. While he eats dinner, he writes me a list of things he needs me to do the next day, and then he works nonstop for another three hours, at which time he leaves the last five things he should do sitting on his desk to be dealt with at 7:00 the next morning, and he goes home. Now unless you can show me where, on last night's 7:00 Joey-please-do-this list, it says I'm supposed to clear time in his schedule to hear you tell him again why four
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Disclaimers: Nope, don't own them.
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Page 35 and 36: "No." Joey stared out the window de
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Page 45 and 46: "Hello?" "Jen?" "Pacey?" "Yeah, yea
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"You never will, either. Just anoth
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The West coast had the sand and the
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"Me, too." She hit the button, drop
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"Yes." She nodded slowly. "I was fe
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Jen's eyes widened. "It -- it doesn
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One of Pacey's eyes popped open. "I
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