June 5, 2006

Stacy sat in her office, she had just finished a new case and work was scarce at this point. Her new job was at a place called Smith&Cline, a fairly large law firm where the people were nice enough but work was always the subject of day to day gossip. It wasn't like at PPTH where the staff were placing bets on who would sleep with who, and how long the new staff members would last.

She sighed and looked at the clock for the thousandth time that day, still ten minutes until she could leave for lunch and the low grumble in her stomach was making its way to a loud roar. She couldn't remember the last time she had eaten. It had to be sometime the day before, lunch maybe? Breakfast? All she knew was her waist line had gotten considerably thinner and that wasn't a good thing.

A knock at the door grabbed her attention, and she quickly sat upright. Through the door Jacklyn peeked her head through and gave Stacy a small smile.

"Hey, wanna have lunch," She asked. Stacy returned her smile half-heartedly.

"I think I'm going to skip today," She lied, "I have alot of work to do."

"You just finished a case."

"Yeah but all this follow up paperwork. It never ends."

Jacklyn nodded her head and gave a sympathetic look, pushing a few stray hairs out of her face. "Tomorrow?"

"Sure," Stacy said. She watched as Jacklyn quickly disappeared from the doorway, and relaxed back into her chair. Her eyes closed and she tapped her pen on the desk. She really didn't feel like having lunch with anyone, anytime, but she didn't want to come off as non-social, although she could think of another person who practiced it. "No," She thought. She wasn't supposed to think about him, not his sexy stubble, or his crystal blue eyes. She wasn't even aware of the tiny smile on her lips until it faded when her phone rang.

"Hello"

"Hey, some of the guys and me are going to Nick's house to watch the Yankees game, so, I probably wont be home till late. That okay?"

She winced as his last two words came out cold and icy, she frowned and shifted the phone to her other ear. "Thats fine sweety," She replied, fighting the urge to roll her eyes.

"Good, see you later."

"Bye."

Stacy hung up the phone and scribbled on her desk calender, "At least he had the decency to tell me he wouldn't be there," She thought bitterly. Her stomach made a loud rumble, she needed some food. Getting up and grabbing her purse she shut the computer monitor off and headed to the door. Maybe she could think clearly with some food in her stomach.