Amy's day didn't get much better leading up to lunch, on the other hand it hadn't gotten much worse, so she was satisfied with the chance to kick box a few snacks out of the vending machine before heading to her Chambers for a 10 minute lunch. She realized when taking the job that she probably wouldn't get much time to herself, but lately 'much time' meant 20 minutes, and that was when she was at home sleeping. Popping open a bag of Fritos, she leaned into her chair and put her feet on the desk. She crunched the chips noisily as she replayed the day in her head. 'I want, I need, I have to have, gimmie, gimmie, gimmie' she thought to herself as she got angrier and angrier at the chips she popped into her mouth. Taking a sip of soda, her feet slammed into the floor as the door burst open and David McClaren walked in.
"I heard you were having a bad day," he smiled. She continued crunching with intermittent sips of soda's as he sauntered into the room with something hidden behind him. "Want to talk about it?"
"First off, I am still having a bad day and second… how did you know?" she asked with a whiney tone in her voice.
"I can hear you crunching down the hall Amy," he said charmingly as he presented her with an unopened bottle of Champagne.
Cooing she replied, "David… I can't… I'm at work."
"For tonight?" he enticed her.
"You're making me wait that long?" she moaned as she put down her soda and chips to embrace him. A kiss, then another and there was fire between them. She could feel it racing through her body, but they were interrupted by a knock at the door. Pulling away from him frigidly, she said, "Yes?"
"Judge Gray, we've got a situation out here. You're going to have to cut this," he paused, motioning at the two of them, "short."
"Can anything just for one minute pretend not to suck monkey balls?" she asked her trusted CSO.
"Monkey Balls?" he asked.
"I don't know, don't all the kids use it? Lauren's been saying it about 10 times a day. Everything sucks monkey balls…" she rambled. Looking at him, and then back up to David who now had a sour look on his face she said, "Okay, I'm sorry, I've got to go." To Bruce she said, "So, whose life are we meddling in this time?"
"The Cochran's." he replied glumly, and then with a smile he added, "They're ba-ack."
