Josh.
Yeah?
I'm leaving now.
Okay… bye then. Want me to walk you to your car?
No, it's okay.
You sure?
Yeah, it's alright. You're still working.
Yeah, be here for a few hours still… night then.
See you tomorrow Josh.
…
DONNA!
Yes, Josh?
Donna, you know that it's like, seven, right?
It's a benefit of having a working watch.
You're leaving?
No. I actually left at seven. Until somebody called me back. It's currently seven-oh-two.
It's early!
It's seven-oh-two!
Yes, early!
You know, in the real world, this would be considered working late…
Real world? Is that the real world in which assistants are paid to bring their bosses coffee?
The same real world in which assistants get nights off?
Is this the same place where people who break into offices and start answering possibly personal phone calls are actually arrested?
I was doing you a favour!
Some would consider it that, yes.
You were the one that hired me –
To my everlasting delight–
- And so really, you should be nice and let me go home early.
Do you have a date?
No. No dates.
Good. You can go then.
Wait… I can go now?
You're going home?
Yes.
Fine then. Night.
JOSH!
What? You don't want to leave now?
Why am I allowed home but not out?
Because you're not!
Because I'm not? Great comeback there.
Yes, I know.
May I ask why the hell not?
Because if it goes wrong, you'll be miserable.
And...?
So then I'll be miserable. Then the whole office suffers. Then the President suffers. Ergo, the whole country suffers due to one bad date.
Bit of a slippery slope argument there, don't you think?
Stranger things have happened than the country being ruined by one bad date….
Like what?
Like… I'll think of a good example later!
You know you can't actually stop me dating?
I could if I wanted to.
How?
Simple things... having your date arrested for tax fraud comes to mind...
But you wouldn't.
And why wouldn't I?
Because I'd hunt you down and kill you?
True. But at least you can't date in prison.
Joshua… do you really think I'd get caught?
That's a valid point.
And one I'd be happy to discuss if I didn't have plans!
Oh, so you do have plans!
Plans that involve my room mate and some movies, and possibly sleep, yes.
Ah ha! So you are busy tonight.
I am indeed. But you are currently cutting into my free time; I have around eleven hours until I need to be back here for you – I'm a girl on a tight time budget here Josh.
Donna, you can go.
Well, as you gave me permission this morning to leave early, you can hardly stop me now –
- I did not!
But thank you anyways. And you did.
When?
When I said, 'Josh, I'm going to be leaving about seven or so tonight – you going to need anything?' and you said -
- Yes, I need you to work late? –
- And you said, 'No, that's fine.'
I did not!
Josh, you did. Admit it.
Donna… what was I doing when you asked?
You were on the phone –
- Doesn't count!
- But you were on hold and you waved your hand at me and said fine! What's a girl to do, suppose that she's being ignored and pretend you didn't hear her?
Didn't we agree that I'm incapable of doing more than one thing at once?
Well yes, everyone knows that, but…
Donna. You want to go home now then?
Yes.
Well why are you still here?
That's it? You aren't going to give me work to do?
That'd be mean!
You'd still do it!
Would not!
Probably would.
Well, maybe. But I can work by myself! Like I should be doing now, and not, y'know, discussing my lack of multitasking abilities.
Okay then Josh. See you tomorrow?
If I haven't called you back... I'm kidding, I'm kidding, don't give me that look. I won't. Yeah, six thirty tomorrow?
I'll be here.
With bagels? And coffee?
You wish.
As always.
Night then.
G'night, Donna. Be careful.