March 11
"There are very few people who don't become more interesting when they stop talking." - Mary Lowry.
Cynthia Sumner found her job extremely entertaining.
Having worked with Director Shepard for so long, she could judge her moods and hence the manner with which a meeting would be held because of it. Although sometimes, there would be an exception.
For example, Special Agent Gibbs could improve Jenny's day with a cup of coffee or storm in and argue until he made his point.
Then, there were the days that Cynthia possibly heard a little more than she'd like, giving her an excuse to take an early lunch or a coffee break herself.
Today though, it wasn't Special Agent Gibbs who stormed past.
It was Tobias Fornell.
He waved in her general direction, rudely dismissing her protests.
"Good morning to you too." She mumbled, reaching the door before he slammed it shut behind him, already yelling at the Director.
"... that one of your agents decided it would be a good idea to-"
"Coffee, Agent Fornell?" Jenny offered, interrupting his rant. He faultered, casting a glance over the pot she held. "Thank you Cynthia, but Tobias and I will be fine. We're going to discuss this in a civilised manner. Would you mind closing the door, please?"
Cynthia smiled warmly at her boss. "Of course, Director."
Settling back behind her desk, she continued filtering through various mail, removing all the junk from the important letters she'd pass on.
Agent Gibbs appeared a while later, two coffee cups in hand. Judging by his posture and the slight smile tugging his lips, he was relaxed and having a good day.
"Wouldn't go in there if I were you." She warned, smiling as he stopped – clearly not used to a warning with such humour. He raised an eyebrow in silent question. "She's with Agent Fornell. It's awfully quiet in there though compared to his entrance."
Smiling wider this time, Gibbs placed the cup in front of her. "She probably killed him." He answered bluntly, leaving Cynthia laughing at him as he left.