Interlude – Senator
Damn. It's already 9 p.m. Mark is going to kill me. We were supposed to eat outside tonight for our anniversary. I'm never going to make it in time. That's what you get for being the secretary of a senator. Lousy working hours. At least the money it's good.
Sigh. If I finish this quick, maybe I'm still going to make it. Where the hell did I put that folder. Oh here it is. Ronald Dean Stoppable, hm? Hero or not you gave me a lot of work tonight.
I pick the few documents that are still missing from the folder and place them inside in the proper order. Organization is the first thing you need in this line of job. Birth certificate, school records from kindergarten to high school. Yep, everything's here. Why the hell does he needs this stuff anyway? Why do I even care? Let's finish this quickly, shall we?
Standing up from my desk with the now complete folder in my hands I make my way toward the Senator s' office. I knock gently on the wooden surface.
"Come in, Janice." The deep voice calls from the other side of the door. I enter quickly and close the door behind me. I swear, if I wasn't deeply in love with my fiancée I wouldn't mind trying to seduce this man. Barely thirty-five years hold, blond hairs neatly combed, deep blue eyes and a charismatic character. If this man isn't going to become President in the future I don't know who will.
"I have the papers you required here, Senator." I place the folder on his desk and take a step back, under his piercing gaze.
"Janice, what did I tell you about calling me Senator after the regular working hours? You make me feel old." He asks with fake annoyance in his voice. I giggle. Giggle? What am I? An high schooler?
"Sorry about that, sir. Old habits die hard."
"I'll let you slide, this time." He opens the folder and starts browsing through the documents. His eye narrowing in concentration as he moves from one page to another. After a couple of minutes he looks back at me. "Is this everything you found about Mr. Stoppable?"
"Yes, sir." I confirm. "With the sole exception of his involvement with Ms. Possible escapades there is nothing remarkable about him before the Diablo invasion. A below average student with nothing of notice in his private life. A nobody on all accounts."
"I see. Yet this 'nobody' saved the world when nobody else could. How is that possible, Janice?" I shrug.
"According to him, he simply found himself at the right place and time, just like he said on TV." He seems to ponder my statement.
"Maybe. Or maybe there is more about him than meets the eye. Do me a favor Janice, keep an eye out for any juicy information you might find about this guy, ok?"
"Sure thing, sir." I reply. Then almost without thinking glance at the clock on the wall behind him. Her notice this and follows my eye to the clock. Busted.
"Oh. Where did time go? Sorry for keeping you here so late, Janice. You can go, now. It's yours and Mark anniversary today, right?" I nod, grateful that he doesn't mind my eagerness to leave. "Go then and have fun, all right? Tell you what, take the morning off tomorrow. Enjoy the night with your fiancée, you deserve it."
"Thank you, sir. I'll be on my way then." I reach for the door and before slipping outside I turn back to look at him again. "Goodnight then, Senator."
"Janice!" Damn I said it again. I escape outside of the room, quickly correcting my mistake.
"Oops. Goodnight, Mr. Loward."
Author notes:
And there goes another interlude. The players are getting into the game. Not really much to say about this one although you might guess a few things already.
See ya.
