Before she could figure out what was happening, she was bumped and all her papers gently fell to the ground. "Oh, gosh, I'm sorry." She heard the man responsible for her fallen papers say. His voice was very masculine, she noticed. Her eyes stayed focused on the task at hand, carefully but quickly picking up and re-organizing her papers. She only looked up at him when their hands touched while going for the same paper. She quickly jotted down his appearance in a mental note. Short black hair, styled very well. Soft eyes. Narrow lips. Neat 5 o'clock shadow. Fantastic jawline. Muscular. Overall very handsome. She noticed he was staring too and cleared her throat. "It's fine. Thank you for your help." They stood up. "Do you work here too?" He asked. She smiled. "Nope, just here to see the amazing sights of cubicles and the cafeteria. I work a couple cubicles down." She responded, pointing behind her. He nodded. "Got anywhere to be right now?" "Um…" she checked her phone. "Nope, why?" "Uh, well, total random question, I was going to grab lunch downstairs, care to join me?" "As long as you promise not to bump me again." She replied. He laughed. She edited her note. Pretty smile. "I promise. Oh, I'm Grant, by the way." He said, extending his hand. "I'm Skye." She replied, taking his hand. "Nice to meet you, Skye."