Sydney was walking back to her desk, two weeks later, with folders of proofs in her arms.
"Hey Syd!"
Sydney looked to her right and smiled.
"Amy! Look at you! You're so tan!" she laughed, as her eyes scanned the tall blonde walking next to her.
Amy laughed, "I know! I think I'm too tan!" she said, shaking her head.
They finally reached Sydney's desk and sat down. Setting the folders to the already growing pile, Sydney kicked off her shoes and pulled her feet up underneath her. Opening one of the drawers to her desk, Sydney pulled out a bag of jelly beans and opened them.
Amy frowned, "Syd, since when do you like jelly beans?" she asked, as Sydney tossed a few into her mouth.
Sydney shrugged, "I've always liked jelly beans," she said, eating more.
"No you haven't. Syd, you hate jelly beans. Remember when we had that Halloween party four years ago, and the only candy we could get at the last minute was jelly beans? You had a shit fit, because you didn't like jelly beans," Amy said, as Sydney continued eating them.
"Aims, just.. stop! I'm eating my jelly beans and I am enjoying them!" Sydney cried, with a mouth full of beans.
Amy held up her hands, and nodded. "Okay, whatever," she said, and they moved on to talk about Amy's trip.
Halfway through their converstaion, they were interrupted by Sydney's assistant, Bobby.
"Hey Aims. Hey Syd," Bobby said, interrupting their converstaion.
Both girls smiled, "Bobby! My favorite person in the whole world!!" Amy cried, holding her hands up to him.
Bobby laughed, "No Amy, I will not take the Wilson shoot," he said, making the blonde groan in defeat.
Then he turned to Sydney, "Syd, you're cute husband just came in. I told him that you'd fallen in the toilet, and that you were halfway to Hong Kong by now," he said.
Amy snorted, while Sydney stared at Bobby in shock. Bobby began to laugh, shaking his head.
"Kidding. But, he's waiting for you outside," he said.
"Funny, Bobby. You can start going through all these proofs now. You can take a break around two," she said, making the younger man groan in protest.
Sydney grabbed her shoes and stood up, leaving Amy and Bobby by her desk. Making her way down the hall, Sydney thought about what Amy had said. She did hate jelly beans. But for some reason, when she went to get her morning coffee, the bag of colored beans looked so appealing to her. She just had to have them. Stepping into the empty lobby, Sydney spotted her husband sittind down on one of the black couches.
"Riley!" she called, making him look up.
He smiled at her, and stood up. Walking over to him, Sydney stood on her tiptoes to kiss him hello.
"What happened to your shoes?" Riley asked, when she pulled away.
Holding up the black heels, Sydney sighed. "I was talking to Amy, and I took my shoes off," she said, as she slipped them back onto her feet.
"I told you that those would hurt your feet, but I guess fashion comes before a husbands wise words," Riley said, once the shoes were back on her feet.
Sydney made a face, "Pain is beauty, Rye." she said, with a shrug.
Riley rolled his eyes, "Whatever," he said, making Sydney chuckle. "I came over to see if you, my wife, wanted to have lunch with me," he said.
Smiling, Sydney nodded. "Of course I'll have lunch with you Riley! What kind of wife would I be, if I didn't have lunch with my husband?" she exclaimed, placing her hands to her heart.
"You're so funny. I married a comedian!" he said, with an eyeroll.
Sydney slapped him lightly on the arm and nodded towards the exit, "Come on. You're buying me lunch," she said, as they stepped out of the office.
Once they stepped onto the sidewalk, they started down towards the deli. Sydney wrapped her arm around Riley's waist, while he drapped his arm around her shoulder. Leaning into his side, Sydney rested her head against him.
"Riley?" she asked, as they walked.
"Yeah?"
"Do I like jelly beans?" she asked, wondering if her hate for the sugary treat was well known.
Riley looked down at her, and she looked up at him.
"Um..yeah. Don't you remember when I suggested we give out jelly beans for Halloween last year, instead of all that other candy? You wanted to kill me, right there in the store" he asked, as they walked.
"I did?" Sydney asked, confused.
They stopped at the corner of the busy street, and crossed it.
"Yeah! You said that jelly beans weren't the mandatory Halloween candy and that if I ever suggested to buy them, you would make sure I suffered a long and painful death," he said, as they headed into the deli.
Standing on the semi-long line, Sydney looked ahead in a daze.
"I said that?" she asked, a little dazed.
Riley was watching her now, confused and slightly worried.
"Yeah..Sydney, are you alright?" he asked, making her flinch.
Turning to him, she nodded.
"Yeah, fine!" she said, turning back to face forward.
"I'm just fine.." she said, thinking long and hard, about her sudden change of heart to a specific piece of candy.