"You're in a good mood today, K."

Kim looked up from her pile of papers and motioned for her visitor to come into her office. "What's up, Bonnie?"

"Rumour has it you're dating again."

Kim's eyes narrowed. "If you're in here to dissect my love life, I'd suggest you go back to your office and review your pieces for tomorrow's deadline." She paused. "And I'm not dating again. We haven't even been on a real date yet."

Bonnie sat down in the chair in front of Kim's desk. "Yet you're meeting her every day for lunch. Since when is a lunch date not a date?" She winked.

"Bonnie, why do you even care about this stuff? You have better things to do."

"K, believe it or not, we were all worried about you after what happened to you and-"

"Bonnie."

Bonnie's voice softened. "We're just glad you're able to move on and not drown yourself in work. That's all."

Kim sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "I'm ok, Bonnie. How did you find out?"

"You told your writers to take this weekend off since you're also not coming in. Something has to be up. You haven't not worked a weekend in so long... so I figured you either had a date or you lost your mind..."

Kim laughed. "You're such a gossip queen, B."

"Of course I am. So, when's the date-date?"

"Weekend. We're gonna catch a movie."

"...and...?"

Kim smiled. "One step at a time, B."

Bonnie got up. "All right. Hope it'll be fun."

Kim got up to guide Bonnie out the door. "Thanks for caring, Bonnie."

"Caring, who, me? I'm just here to confirm a rumour and then gossip about it." Bonnie winked and, with a dismissive wave of her hand, walked backed to her office.

"Shego, you're late."

She glared at her boss. "For the record, Betty, you sent me off to run errands all over the city and you're telling me I'm late? I am entitled to a one hour lunch break, aren't I? You made me late for lunch."

Betty raised an eyebrow. "Never realized how aggravated someone could be because they were late for lunch..." She looked at the clock. "I guess 1:30pm isn't that late. Anyway, I have another errand for you to do."

"Betty, if it's making me go and deliver another set of documents for some stuck-up client, you're going to have to ask Will to do it. They all get on my nerves, you know that."

"Yet you're our PR person who's been giving us more business than we started..."

"Betty, please, not now. I was already late for lunch and you're just overworking me right now, you should know that."

"You're a valuable asset to this design firm."

"I know I am, and I'm not even getting paid enough to do the things I do."

Betty sighed. "You really like her, don't you?"

"What?"

"Why else would you be so aggravated about being late for lunch?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You've been leaving the office at exactly 11:45AM every day to walk to St. Jude's for lunch at 12:00 PM with a pretty redhead."

"Do you snoop on all of your employees, Betty?"

"If you mean just you and Will, then yes, I do snoop around. Anyway, I was in the area and happened noticed you and your friend sitting there. Is it snooping if I just happen to walk by and make an observation?"

"Yes, it's snooping if you're keeping tabs on my life outside of work."

Betty laughed. "We've known each other since college, Shego. I'd like to think I know you well enough to notice how gaga you're going over this girl."

Shego stuck out her tongue. "Ok, fine. I like her. There, is that all you wanted out of me?"

"Yes, now go and deliver this to Middleton Daily."

Shego's eyes went wide. "Middleton Daily?"

"Yes, they sent over some requests for redesigning their logo; this might be our lucky break." Betty noticed Shego's sudden change in demeanour. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing. If we take this job, who's doing the designs?"

"Obviously, you are." Betty laughed. "Unless you want Will to do them?"

Shego shook her head. "Puh-lease, his grandmother could design a logo better than him."

Somewhere in the office, a male voice shouted, "I heard that, Shego!"

"Remind me exactly why you hired him?"

Betty shrugged. "He's good with the accounts and money."

"And I do all the work. Remind me exactly why you're the boss?"

"Because you both would be at each other's throats if I wasn't around?"

"You know, you're lucky we went to college together. If you were someone else, I would have quit ages ago."

"Well, we all knew I had the smarts for business and you had the design talent. Besides, you were the one who called me up after you decided to leave Go City."

"Which I am grateful to you for taking me in, thank you very much. Although, I do miss the pay I got from my old job..." Betty gave her a 'we're doing our best and I'm already giving you all the vacation days that you want - provided you get the designs done on time' look. Shego sighed and ran her hand through her hair. "Honestly, I think you should at least hire someone else to help you with delivering the paperwork and PR. You don't leave me much time with the designs."

Betty nodded. "Been working on it. There's actually a talented young man over in the IT department at Middleton Daily who can freelance, so he might actually be able to help us set up some sort of online system for paperwork and orders that directly connect with our clients' and printers' systems. I think his name is Wade, maybe you should stop by and talk to him to see if he's still interested in helping us out."

"All right." Shego got up to get her jacket and backpack. "Who am I giving these papers to?"

Betty held up a piece of paper and read out the name. "A Miss. Kimberly Possible."

Author's Notes: We interrupt the cheesiness with some exposure into Kim and Shego's working lives. Betty and Bonnie sure are nosy people, aren't they? ;-)