"James."
"What?" he replied in that annoyed tone glancing up at Miles, then back to his work.
"You know I told you I got a girlfriend?" he continued.
Grunt.
"Well, she's stopping by later today and I have a favour to ask".
Grunt.
"Be nice to her... please. She's not really your type and...well, I don't even know why she wants to be with me and I'm lucky to have her and I don't want to lose her and-"
"Yeah", James interrupted. "I think I get the idea; you're needy and pathetic and you want me to pretend to be nice to some girl just to prove you got cool friends, right?"
"Hey, man! This isn't a joke! Stop smirking like that! I'm serious!"
"Yeah, yeah, ese, I get it. I'll be nice", said James, still grinning in that mischievous way he does.
James was sitting behind his desk, still doing his work and this time eating a sugary doughnut when a tall, slender blonde woman walked up to him. James looked up at her, a little stunned to see such beauty all of a sudden. She smiled a little awkwardly because he was staring so much and had a lot of sugar on his face. He suddenly came back to his senses and stood up quickly sending papers and his doughnut flying. Not noticing, he said "May I help you, miss?"
She smiled again and replied, "Yes, I _"
"Juliet, I was just waiting for you" came a voice behind her.
She turned and saw Miles approaching her. "Oh, there you are", she responded, giving him a hug.
"You know each other?" asked James.
"Oh sorry, Juliet, this is my partner, James. James, my girlfriend, Juliet", Miles said.
"Oh, you're James. Miles told me so much about you. Nice to finally meet you," said Juliet, smiling sweetly, offering her hand.
James quickly wiped his sugary hand on his shirt and shook her hand.
(Low zap)
Abruptly, all these memories of being with James flooded into Juliet's mind. She looked down at her and James' hands still in a friendly handshake and James let go.
"Honey, are you ok?" asked Miles.
"I-I think I'll just go", said Juliet, looking at James with a confused look before half-running towards the door.
"Catch up with you, later," called Miles.
James was still a little surprised at seeing someone as beautiful as Juliet and he just stood there.
"Okay, I don't know what that was about," began Miles. "But, when you were being nice, it almost seemed like you weren't faking it. Thanks, man. I'm going to go, too."
"James?" Miles said. "James!"
"Huh? What?" said James, a little too softly.
"I said that I'm... Are you okay? You look a little shocked. Was she too 'not your type'?" said Miles.
James didn't say anything but grabbed his jacket and took off.
"I'll see you, then," called Miles.