Once again Harm's hand was in her face. This was the fourth time. They
were driving down to Norfolk to take a deposition and Harm kept pointing
out the vapor trails of jet engines thousands of feet over head. This was
not the fourth plane, merely the fourth one on Mac's side. Every time he
pointed, she did try to find the trail and be a good sport. It was a
gorgeous day, after all. Perfect for flying she imagined so she tended to
cut Harm some slack on days like these but enough was enough. Mac had been
trying to read a case file but had started over many times due to the
interruptions.
'All right,' Mac thought, 'time to end this.' She had a plan.
Miles down the road Mac saw the vapor trail seconds before Harm did. 'Here we go,' she thought. Harm reached across her to point out her window and Mac licked the back of his hand. The shock on his face made her laugh for days to come. He stared at her so long that she had to remind him he was driving. Harm glanced back at the road and turned back to Mac. He finally caught up with his surprise and laughed.
"You could have said something, Mac. I would have stopped pointing at least."
"Now where is the fun in that? Besides, the look on your face was priceless," Mac replied.
Harm laughed, shook his head and turned his attention back to the road. There were no more airplane sightings. Mac continued to laugh softly every now and then while reading.
Next Day At the Office In the Break room
"Morning Mac," greeted Harm. The rest of the Norfolk trip had gone off without a hitch and the interview was an easy one. But Harm had decided to pay Mac back for her little stunt in the car.
"Good morning, Harm. How's the coffee this morning?"
"Tiner-style," he replied, "We should really assign another morning coffee maker."
"Volunteering for the position Harm? Good for you. Always thinking of other people," applauded Sturgis, having walked in for Harm's declaration.
"Thanks Sturgis," said Harm. 'Should have kept my mouth closed.'
"Well Harm," Mac said, "get going, I want some real coffee real soon." She smiled and then hightailed it out of there before he could protest. 'That'll teach him,' she thought. She closed her office door and laughed. When Mac returned to the break room for coffee Harm was once again there. "Harm are you going to work at all today or just hang out in here?"
"Very funny, Marine. I've been in here brewing your coffee as well as the entire office's. Would you like a cup now?"
"Sure. How's it taste?" she asked.
Harm proceeded to lick her coffee mug and hand it to her saying "Oh, it's pretty good, if I do say so myself." He laughed and left the break room before she could recover.
'Oh,' she thought, 'this is war.'
'All right,' Mac thought, 'time to end this.' She had a plan.
Miles down the road Mac saw the vapor trail seconds before Harm did. 'Here we go,' she thought. Harm reached across her to point out her window and Mac licked the back of his hand. The shock on his face made her laugh for days to come. He stared at her so long that she had to remind him he was driving. Harm glanced back at the road and turned back to Mac. He finally caught up with his surprise and laughed.
"You could have said something, Mac. I would have stopped pointing at least."
"Now where is the fun in that? Besides, the look on your face was priceless," Mac replied.
Harm laughed, shook his head and turned his attention back to the road. There were no more airplane sightings. Mac continued to laugh softly every now and then while reading.
Next Day At the Office In the Break room
"Morning Mac," greeted Harm. The rest of the Norfolk trip had gone off without a hitch and the interview was an easy one. But Harm had decided to pay Mac back for her little stunt in the car.
"Good morning, Harm. How's the coffee this morning?"
"Tiner-style," he replied, "We should really assign another morning coffee maker."
"Volunteering for the position Harm? Good for you. Always thinking of other people," applauded Sturgis, having walked in for Harm's declaration.
"Thanks Sturgis," said Harm. 'Should have kept my mouth closed.'
"Well Harm," Mac said, "get going, I want some real coffee real soon." She smiled and then hightailed it out of there before he could protest. 'That'll teach him,' she thought. She closed her office door and laughed. When Mac returned to the break room for coffee Harm was once again there. "Harm are you going to work at all today or just hang out in here?"
"Very funny, Marine. I've been in here brewing your coffee as well as the entire office's. Would you like a cup now?"
"Sure. How's it taste?" she asked.
Harm proceeded to lick her coffee mug and hand it to her saying "Oh, it's pretty good, if I do say so myself." He laughed and left the break room before she could recover.
'Oh,' she thought, 'this is war.'