A/N: Another Alex story. Also another work-as-I-go story. So don't expect a masterpiece. But despite your doubts…Reviews are motivating! So do it!!
Oh…and I own no one…except Alex…
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"Mr. Hanson, I know you're happy with your system, but how do you expect to run a business without-at least-basic paper…we use both computers AND paper here at Dunder-Mifflin and though paper is our forte, we don't rely on it more so than we do on computers…I mean…work with us here…" Alex gave her routine pitch to one of the fifteen computer companies Michael had given her to sell to.
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"This is my second week working at the fabulous Dunder-Mifflin." Alex said to the camera with a huge smile. "I'm working sales. Last Friday, I convinced one of the reps at the local Gateway Headquarters to switch to our paper from Office Depot's. And considering that computer corporations are extremely stubborn in terms of purchasing a things of the past…like paper, Michael was quite impressed." She let out a semi-frustrated sigh.
"I am now talking to people from Apple, Windows, Dell, and every other computer company in America…and even a couple in Japan…"
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"Okay…thanks…alright…I'll look forward to your call." She hung up and let out a heavy sigh. "Hey Stanley want to go to Cugino's for lunch? I got a coupon."
"I can't today, I have a lunch meeting with a client." He muttered. "Maybe Monday." Alex rolled her eyes.
"Loser." She scoffed before turning to her other desk neighbor. "How 'bout you Philly?" Phyllis looked up with a shy smile.
"You want to go to lunch with me?"
"Uh…yeah. I wouldn't invite you if I didn't want to." Alex chuckled. "C'mon. Let's go before that epic Scranton traffic starts up."
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"Alex is seriously…the realest person to ever work here…besides me and Jim of course." Pam said to the camera. "I mean, she's super friendly, she's easy to talk to, and-unlike her sister-she isn't condescending…to anyone…even Michael."
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"My sister is actually moving, along with me, into the farm this month." Angela said with a bright smile. "She's going to help us with Mose when me and Dwight Schrute want to have nights alone."
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"Monkey." Dwight whispered going over to his fiancé's desk. "Alexandra just left with Phyllis…Should we be concerned?" Angela sighed not looking up from her notebook.
"Why should that concern us? Phyllis isn't violent."
"Well no…but she had lunch with Stanley yesterday…and Creed and Kevin the day before…and Kelly on Tuesday…" He trailed off. "Conspiracy?"
"You think my sister's a part of a conspiracy?"
"Could be…she's new…they could be taking advantage of her." Dwight scanned the office in paranoia. "We should watch out for her…"
"She's twenty-two years old Dwight. I'm sure she's okay." She finally looked up from her book to see that he still looked concerned. "Fine…if you're so worried about it ask her yourself. Can I get back to work now?"
Dwight nodded and kissed the top of her head a couple of times before walking back over to his desk purposefully.
Behind the wall, at reception, Pam was grinning as she thought of a plan.
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"I'm telling you Philly…when making a hat…it's so much easier to use the forty-seven incher's…" Alex was saying as they entered the office.
"That's what she said." Michael put in as he walked by.
"Michael…there is no need to make knitting more risqué than it already is." Alex called after him as she hung her coat up on the coat rack.
"Hey Alex…can I talk to you for a sec?" Pam said quietly before the younger woman could go back to her desk. Alex nodded and leaned on the reception counter.
"Yeah what's up?"
"Do you like pranks?"
"Hm…sometimes I do take pleasure in embarking in shenanigans…why?"
Pam smiled and looked over at Jim who nodded approvingly. "How would you like to have some shenanigans on Dwight's behalf?"
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