"Your timing is impeccable, Sienna," Mona said, greeting to the section editor. "I don't know how you do it, but it's admirable." She addressed the room at large. "Sienna here always manages to miss Getti. Watch her closely."

"Don't slouch, Ian," Mona called after him. "It's unbecoming and unflattering. And break from what? It's not even noon." She couldn't resist teasing him; he asked for it, she thought. She couldn't stop a sly grin from sliding across her face. She strode across the room and leaned into the entrance of the breakroom. "And we both know you don't plan on drinking the coffee in there. No one does. Are you going out to get yours?" she asked nonchalantly.