Liza sat behind her desk at WRCW, her head resting in her hand, looking
over show transcripts when there came a knock at the door.
"Miss Colby?" one of the interns stuck her head into the office. "Mr. Chandler is here to see you."
"Send him in," Liza said. She placed the transcripts aside, straightening herself in her seat as Adam entered. "Adam," she said. "What an almost pleasant surprise."
"Well I'm surprised," Adam said.
"And why's that?"
"Tad Martin."
"Tad?" Liza laughed.
"I'm just shocked to see him doing his job for a change."
Liza rolled her eyes. "Tad does his job."
"Of course," Adam said. "When you and he aren't in here..."
"Is that the reason you came here, Adam?" Liza interrupted.
"Of course not. Besides, we're all aware of Tad's... ways. Dixie for instance."
Liza was silent for a moment. "What does Dixie have to do with any of this? I thought se was engaged to Edmund Grey."
"She is," Adam said. "I'm going to the wedding."
"Hold on a minute. You were invited?"
"No," Adam said. "The invitation was for Brooke and guest."
"Oh, so you get in on technicality. Figures."
Liza perched herself on the edge of the desk. "I'm surprised that you and Tad won't be attending," Adam said.
"You're kidding," Liza laughed.
"I mean with how comfortable Tad seemed to be with Dixie today."
"What on Earth are you talking about, Adam?"
"You obviously didn't know about their... rendezvous." Liza looked at him, unsure of what he was talking about. "Where exactly is Tad?"
"Lunch," Liza said, cautiously. "What are you getting at?"
"Only the fact that you need to put a leash on him," Adam said. "Because I came passed Memorial Park on my way here... and it didn't look like Tad and Dixie were eating lunch. If you ask me..."
"I didn't," Liza interrupted.
"You know all too well of his womanizing. Think back, Liza."
Liza began to pace the office. "That was in the past." she said. "I completely trust Tad. He wouldn't betray that."
"I suppose Dixie thought the same thing."
"And you're just the picture of fidelity. Right, Adam?"
"My relationships are not the issue here." Adam defended himself.
"And mine is?" Liza's voice grew. "Look, Adam. I love Tad, and he loves me. We're happy and we're going to stay that way. And Dixie... nobody's going to get in the way of that."
"I hope to God you're right, Liza, but forgive me if I don't believe it. Men like Tad Martin can't change. He won't change for you... or any other woman."
"OK," Liza said, walking towards the door. "I think it's time for you to go." She swung the door inward.
"This isn't going to change the fact," Adam said, exiting the office.
"You have a good afternoon now, Adam," Liza said sarcastically, shutting the door. Liza took a deep breath, shutting her eyes briefly, trying to forget what Adam had said about Tad. She tried, but she couldn't.
Liza walked back over to her desk and picked up the transcripts again. Perhaps by getting back to work, Liza would be able to clear her head.
"Miss Colby?" one of the interns stuck her head into the office. "Mr. Chandler is here to see you."
"Send him in," Liza said. She placed the transcripts aside, straightening herself in her seat as Adam entered. "Adam," she said. "What an almost pleasant surprise."
"Well I'm surprised," Adam said.
"And why's that?"
"Tad Martin."
"Tad?" Liza laughed.
"I'm just shocked to see him doing his job for a change."
Liza rolled her eyes. "Tad does his job."
"Of course," Adam said. "When you and he aren't in here..."
"Is that the reason you came here, Adam?" Liza interrupted.
"Of course not. Besides, we're all aware of Tad's... ways. Dixie for instance."
Liza was silent for a moment. "What does Dixie have to do with any of this? I thought se was engaged to Edmund Grey."
"She is," Adam said. "I'm going to the wedding."
"Hold on a minute. You were invited?"
"No," Adam said. "The invitation was for Brooke and guest."
"Oh, so you get in on technicality. Figures."
Liza perched herself on the edge of the desk. "I'm surprised that you and Tad won't be attending," Adam said.
"You're kidding," Liza laughed.
"I mean with how comfortable Tad seemed to be with Dixie today."
"What on Earth are you talking about, Adam?"
"You obviously didn't know about their... rendezvous." Liza looked at him, unsure of what he was talking about. "Where exactly is Tad?"
"Lunch," Liza said, cautiously. "What are you getting at?"
"Only the fact that you need to put a leash on him," Adam said. "Because I came passed Memorial Park on my way here... and it didn't look like Tad and Dixie were eating lunch. If you ask me..."
"I didn't," Liza interrupted.
"You know all too well of his womanizing. Think back, Liza."
Liza began to pace the office. "That was in the past." she said. "I completely trust Tad. He wouldn't betray that."
"I suppose Dixie thought the same thing."
"And you're just the picture of fidelity. Right, Adam?"
"My relationships are not the issue here." Adam defended himself.
"And mine is?" Liza's voice grew. "Look, Adam. I love Tad, and he loves me. We're happy and we're going to stay that way. And Dixie... nobody's going to get in the way of that."
"I hope to God you're right, Liza, but forgive me if I don't believe it. Men like Tad Martin can't change. He won't change for you... or any other woman."
"OK," Liza said, walking towards the door. "I think it's time for you to go." She swung the door inward.
"This isn't going to change the fact," Adam said, exiting the office.
"You have a good afternoon now, Adam," Liza said sarcastically, shutting the door. Liza took a deep breath, shutting her eyes briefly, trying to forget what Adam had said about Tad. She tried, but she couldn't.
Liza walked back over to her desk and picked up the transcripts again. Perhaps by getting back to work, Liza would be able to clear her head.