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'IT WAS A NEVER ENDING PUZZLE' She thought as she stared at the pieces scattered in a pattern that only she would get. Team Fours' bomb robot was blown up last night and she was suppose to sort through the pieces and dirt to figure out what was bomb and what was robot and what may have caused it. So far she was coming up empty. If she could just recover the Black Box in the robot she would have something to work on. She has been through four duffel bags of dirt and debri and still has four more to go.
There was a whooshing noise behind her making her turn around and look through the door paned glass seperating this lab from the front lab. Ed Lane had walked. She waved and held up a finger to indicate one moment.
He nodded. She placed sheets over all the evidence that she throughly cleaned down with a tooth brush, so nothing distrubed anything. She walked through the two sets of self opening doors. "Welcome to the dark basement." She grinned.
"Yeah real dark." He said looking up at all the florencent lights above them. "Coffee." He said handing the cup he was holding over to her.
"Life saver!" Memory said taking the cup and sniffing it. "How did you know I was about to go searching."
"Talked to Winnie. She said you got called in here before 2am. Thought you could use a caffiene fix."
"More like an IV." Memory took a sip. "Gross. Who made this?" She said taking another sip. It was strong that was for sure.
"I think Spike did." Ed answered. "He likes his coffee strong. I diluted it down with alot of cream."
"Much appreciated."
"Hows' it going?" Ed asked nodding to the other lab.
"Slow. There is more dirt in that lab then outside right now." She replied. "How's Soph and the kids?"
"Great. Soph wants you over for dinner whenever you can make it."
"Best offer all week." Memory said, looking at her watch. "Speaking of dinner, aren't you going to be for dinner?" She asked.
Ed looked at his watch. "Dang it. Guess I should go. See you tomorrow morning?"
"Will try to be there." She told him. He looked at her sternly. "If I am not meeting you I will call or send you a text. Scouts honour."
"You better." He said as he left.
"Say Hi to everyone!" She told him.
"Will Do." Ed said heading to the elevator.
Memory walked over to her computer, checking to see if Team Ones' Girl -as Spike calls thier bomb robot-
updates were done. Still had another hour to go. She sipped her coffee... the taste getting better. She went back to the other lab and pulled the sheets off carefully getting back to work.
She must of lost track of time, she was shocked when her phone started ringing. She frowned and looked at her watch, as she grabbed her phone. "Hello Dad." She answered. "Supper? Dad it's eleven-thirty at night. Okay see you at The Hill in thirty minutes? Bye Dad." She hung up and started cleaning up and powering down what equiptment she had to. Thankfully this wasn't the first time her Dad called her and asked to go out to a high end restaurant at midnight. She went up to the Team Locker rooms and walked passed the sign that til a few weeks ago said Jules on it. She went to the locker that was across from Juliets and opened the doors. She had a mini closet in it. She pulled out a mid-length black dress and black pumps. She changed quickly and headed to a mirror.
Her dad was old school society, with old money. He would expect her to look the part for the restaurant. She twisted her hair up and secured it with more then enough pins. She checked her watch as she headed to the elevator. She hailed a cab. "The Hills please." She told the man.
"Of course Miss. Got a Hot date?" He asked, grinning at her in the rearview mirror.
"Yes." She replied, smiling back at him. He pulled up to the main entrance and a Bellhop opened the cab door. "Thank you." She told the cab driver as she handed him money owed plus tip. She stepped out and smiled at the Bellhop. "Thank you."
"Luggage?" He asked her.
"No. Directions to the Restaurant?"
"Of course Miss. Through the doors and its down the left hallway, at the very end." He told her.
"Thank you!" She said as she walked to the front door, where she was met by another employee to open the door for her. She smiled her thanks and took the left hallway.
She entered the restaurant and nodded to the Hostess, as she looked around. Her Dad would have been here for ten minutes at least. He was always really early. She looked at her watch. 'FIVE MINUTES EARLY.' She thought.
'OH WELL.' She spotted her Father at a corner table, nursing a drink. She groaned. He was not alone. She waved at him, as she walked over. Hopefully just a friend passing by. They both stood up as she approached. "Morning Father." She said, kissing his cheek. The young man with him pulled out her chair. "Thank you sir." She said sitting down. "Casper Phantom." She said holding out her hand.
She gave him points for not asking about her name. "Pleasure Ms. Phantom. The name is Ben Fisher." He said shaking her hand.
"I just hired him at the firm and seen him eating alone so I told him he should join us. I figured you would not mind."
"Not at all. So how long have you been working for my father?" She asked him as her father handed a menu.
"Just finished my first week." He said, grinning at her. "It has been very enlightening." He winked at her.
"Oh flattery. Looking for Brownie points." She told her Dad.
Her Dad laughed as the Waiter came over to their table. "Good evening Miss and gentlemen." He told them.
"Can I start you with a drink Miss?" He asked.
"May I have a Beer?" She asked grinning at him.
Her Dad choked on his whiskey. "Cassie." He said sternly.
"In a wine glass?" She said smiling.
"She will have a Martini." Her Dad told the Waiter.
"And a glass of water." Memory told him.
"Of course." The waiter said, leaving the table. She glanced at Ben and he was grinning at her.
"So your Father has told me a lot about you. How long have you been Dancing for?"
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