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She stood there, staring at the door, Kade's voice piping up, "What does it say mommy?"

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Not today!!! "It says school is closed today," she replied, inwardly groaning. Why hadn't they sent home a newsletter or called her or done anything to tell her? How could they just do this to her. Today! Of all days, it had to be today.

"Oh yeah, Miss Rogers told me to tell you that school is closed today! I forgot!" Kade's voice piped up. Of course you did, buddy. Just like you forgot your shoes in your backpack. Can you be any more forgetful? You're just like your father.

She held Kade's hand and stared at the piece of paper, trying to figure out what to do with him today. Her interview was at 11:30, but Paul was going to be at the museum in just over an hour. What could she possibly do with Kade in that little amount of time? She could take him to his grandma's, but grandma lived in New Jersey and by the time she got there and back she'd have missed the first half of her interview. Oh God, what am I going to do?

"Records Day?" Pam heard the husky voice behind her, and she knew at once that this time it wasn't her son. She looked over to see a somewhat disheveled man, and she almost couldn't help but snicker at his outrageous look. He looked like a college kid who'd just rolled out of bed twenty minutes late for his exam. His hair was sticking up all over the place, there were mustard stains all over his black shirt, and his jeans were hardly held up against his waist since he'd forgotten his belt. She looked down at his shoes. Oh, God. Even my son can find a pair of MATCHING shoes.

She reached into her purse, pulling out a Tide Stain Remover pen and handed it to him, jolting him out of the love lock stare he'd been having with the child next to him, she assumed his daughter. He gave her a look, and she waved her hand lightly, "For the mustard stain," she said. "Always have to keep these around when you have kids."

He looked at her for a moment, as if unsure of how to reply to her. "Uh, what's a Records Day?" He asked, panic written on his face as he ran the pen over the front of his shirt dismissively and his daughter pulled on his shirt.

"It's a random day every grading period where they grade the kids' work and do lesson plans and such. It normally falls on a Friday," she started, and then let the bit of irritation creep into her voice, "but for some reason they thought it would be funny to make it today."

He opened his mouth to reply to her, but the next voice she heard certainly didn't belong to him. "Daddy! You shouldn't talk to strangers!" She looked down at the little girl next to his hip and smiled.

"That's right, honey, you shouldn't." She nodded slightly, ducking behind her father's leg. She reached out her hand to him and smiled, "Pamela Beesly, and this is my son, Kade." He shook her hand and nodded.

"Jim Halpert. This is Charlotte bo barlotte." The little girl next to him giggled.

"DADDY!!!!" He laughed and she joined in lightly, ducking down to Charlotte's level.

"Well, it's nice to meet you Charlotte. Maybe we'll see you again sometime, but we really have to go." She nodded and waved goodbye as Pam took Kade's hand, yanking him down the steps and over to hail a cab. She threw her arm in the air and when the cab stopped in front of her, she climbed in, pulling at the door, but it didn't move. She looked up to see him standing there.

"Where you headed?" He asked her, and she could see Charlotte running to catch up behind him. God, he can't even wait for his daughter? She could get mugged or something. This is New York City!

"West side," she replied hurriedly. "32nd street. We really have to go though."

"Us too. Split fare?" he said, already climbing into the cab. She stared at him in disgust. Yes, Mr. Garbage Can, that's the first thing I want to do. She was immediately shocked by her own thoughts and feeling she owed some sort of something to redeem herself, she waved her arm nonchalantly, biting her nail as he slid over next to her so Charlotte could fit inside.

"Mommy, can I go sit next to Charlotte?" Kade asked, already crawling over her lap, his tennis shoes making marks on her suit. She groaned.

"Be careful!" She scolded, "This is mommy's best suit and she needs it to look nice today." He winced and nodded, continuing his path across her lap over to where Charlotte sat between she and Jim. She buried her head in her hands as he finished climbing across her, trying her best not to cry at the unfortunate way this day was going. What the hell can I do with him? Grandmas is a no… I can't take him to a day care, nobody will take him this late… His father's off screwing some playboy bunny, I'm sure. Damn, damn, damn…

She noticed a stain from his shoes against her suit and she groaned. "Ugh!" She felt Jim's eyes on her and she didn't even look up, just explained herself. "I have marks on my suit now." She saw the Tide Stain Remover pen appear in front of her face and she took it.

"Always have to keep these around if you have kids," he said, and she couldn't help but smile lightly. She quickly opened it and rubbed it against her suit, hoping to God the stains would come out.

"Tough day?" he asked, and she looked up at him.

"You have no idea," she stated. "I have this huge presentation at work today. If I nail it, basically everything will work out for my entire life and if I don't, well damn it." She covered her mouth and looked over at Charlotte and Kade, but they were busy giggling and pointing out the window of the car. "And I really can't do it with Kade here and I thought the school would be open, and—" she was cut off her rambling by the sound of her cell phone ringing and she groaned, digging it out of her purse.

She pulled out her wallet, her lipstick, a checkbook, three of Kade's toy dinosaurs, floss, a box of bandaids, Kleenex, children's Tylenol, and a tampon. Finally, she reached her phone, noticing on the caller ID that work was calling her. She groaned and put her finger up to signal to Jim that she'd return to their delightful conversation in a moment.

"Hello?" she sighed, exasperated into the phone, as she could see Jim talking to Charlotte and Kade out of the corner of her eye. "I'll be there soon, Kade's school is closed today, and I had no idea, but we're in a cab, and I should be able to drop him off somewhere before Paul—"

The voice on the other line interrupted her, "Pam, Paul's here. He wants to start now. We need you here NOW." She groaned, out of the back of her mind she could hear Jim and Kade talking.

"Is that candy?"she heard Kade say, pointing to something on her lap. She felt Jim's hand brush her thigh as he grabbed the tampon she'd accidentally taken out, slipping it back in her purse. She gave him a grateful look, her cheeks blushing not only from the candy question, but his soft touch. She shook her head slightly, returning her energy back to her conversation.

"I'll be there soon. Give me five minutes, we're almost there." She hung up the phone and looked over at Jim and the kids, noticing that the kids had gone back to playing amongst themselves and Jim was staring at her.

She quickly began picking up all of the contents of her purse and stuffing them back inside. "Apparently my presentation got moved up to like, ten minutes ago," she said quickly, hitting her hand to her forehead. "God, what am I going to do?" she whined.

He stared at her for a moment, his cell phone ringing from his pocket. "Hold on." He said, picking it out. She could only hear snippets of his conversation as she went through the presentation in her head. Our gallery is one of the finest in the world.. "Yes I know the Swanson party is tonight." We feel that the only thing missing from our gallery is your collection, Mr. Grocco." "Yeah, well, go to the store and order seventy pounds of beef, then bring it back to the restaurant and cook that, and I want you to mix it with…" Your collection will be amidst many big name artists, such as Renoire, Rembrandt, Wood… "Right, then tonight at seven, I want you to clear out the back room. I have Charlotte, so I can't be there, but I'll be there this afternoon to set up and meet with Mr. Swanson. Yes, I know… Yes, I'm sure he'll go for it… We need this." In a museum visited by 2,000 people a day. "Yes. Have him come in at 1:15. I'll meet with him and convince him that we're the restaurant he wants to spend his money on." We believe in the impressionists values, morals, and we will be the best fit for you…

"Sorry about that," Jim's voice woke her up from her practice. "I have a huge dinner thing tonight at my restaurant and today we're meeting with this guy who wants to use us for all of his catering, and he might want us to make a second restaurant inside his hotel chains and it's a big deal."

"Oh, that's okay," Pam said, not really listening much to what he was saying as the cab stopped. The door opened and Jim got out, helping Kade and Charlotte out of the car and then reaching his hand in to help her out, still keeping an eye on the kids. "Kade, you're going to come up to my office and you have to be very, very quiet. Nobody can know you're there," she said, grabbing his hand.

"But I wanna play with Charlotte!" he whined, pouting. She rolled her eyes, sticking her phone back in her purse.

"I'm sorry, not today. We have to GO." She said, dragging him away from his new friend. "Bye Jim, it was nice meeting you," she waved, and he waved back. She glanced at Charlotte standing next to him, and she saw her give Kade a wink. What was that about?

He stood there and watched her leave, taking Charlotte's hand in his and walking in the opposite direction before he realized he'd forgotten his phone. "Shit!" he said, and Charlotte stared up at him wide-eyed. "I mean, crap. I forgot my phone," he started to walk back toward the cab, but Charlotte pulled on his hand.

"I got it daddy," she said, handing him his phone. He thanked her and stuck it in his pocket, turning to her. "What do we want to do today, princess?"

"Let's go play!" she said, grinning. He laughed and nodded, and it was only then that he heard the unfamiliar music coming from his pants pocket. He reached inside and pulled the phone out, studying it, and for the first time, he realized that there wasn't a single scratch on the cover.

Shit. This isn't my phone.

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