"What do you mean we're starting tomorrow?" I shouted. He was jsut an intern, so really shouldn't have.

"Phantom's new testing task isn't going to start until tomorrow," he said, clearly uncomfortable. "Techie's orders."

"Forget the technitian," I growled. "The kid's a ghost. He won't feel... whatever..."

"But part of him will." The intern said, pointedly, though hesitant.

"And half of the division is going to be laid off if I DON'T SEE PHANTOM IN THAT TESTING ROOM TODAY!"

"Y-yes, Sir!"

I sighed.

People couldn't do anything right.

Emilee came into the breakroom. "Hey, K. What's with him?" she asked, jerking her thumb towards the door, in the direction of the thoroughly scared intern.

"Bit jittery, is all. Speaking of which, I thought your mother didn't want you drinking coffee?" I said, indicating the cup she had.

"She also doesn't want me running this comany, which, might I remind you, involves a twenty hour work day. Besides, she's miles away. Thankfully. Do you have those chip files?"

I reached behind me, producing a large manila folder. "Right here, Emilee."

"Em, please." she said, brightly, taking the folder from me with a smile and heading back to her office. Maybe she was sort of human after all, even if her mother wasn't.

Hmm.

Guess I'd have to get over that.