He wrote down Flynn's order, amused. In less than 3 years, his coworker went from calling her the Wicked Witch to ordering food for her based on her mood. And it was mildly disturbing to comprehend that Flynn had some insights in her womanly schedule.
Very few people were able to, or simply wanted to, know their colleagues' little habits. Or, in the case of women, to track their cycle. Julio loved that kind of detail. He knew what kind of cologne wore Provenza, and was generally able to know when he was involved with a woman based on a change in his odor. He knew that the 1rst thing Tao did while coming to work was to read the newspaper while drinking his coffee. It took him usually a bit more than 5 minutes but always less than 10. Then he started working. He kept track of Amy and Rios cycle quite easily. Sykes would bike to work then run back home the 7 miles that separate PAB from her apartment, everyday except if it rained too much, if they had a call out during the night or during 5 consecutives days every month. Rios was even more bitchy, and looked quite bloated every 31 days, for 3 consecutives days. Then she was back to normal for another 27 days.
So, considering Julio's knack for these small details, he was usually able to guess what the Captain would want for lunch. She always took some salad or other healthy food. Sure, he always asked Andy for the final word, if she was not available. They had grown pretty close during the last year. Andy would sometimes ask for some salmon tartar for her instead of her quinoa bowl but it was quite unsurprising. But once every month and half, two months, sometimes more, he would order something greasy for her and a sugary treat for dessert.
The first time it happened, Amy went on her high horses and accused Flynn of wanting to make fun of, or at least annoy, the Captain. Julio would always remember the blush that appeared on Andy's face when he said that "Sharon" really needed that kind of food, that day. Of course Sykes was dense and kept asking questions. Until he lost patience. "She's PMSing badly alright. Can she eat what she wants, for once?!" He said angrily, before leaving the room.
Julio couldn't keep his face straight and burst out laughing. It was funny except it wasn't. It was his boss and his coworker. It meant he knew very intimate details about her, details he himself missed. Details that only, usually, people leaving with you can know. Ok, he too had noticed she was more snappy for a day or two. And it was hard to miss the phenomenal headache she seemed to have. But it didn't follow a pattern. And the headache was a pretty regular thing for her, especially when she was lacking sleep.
He wondered if he'll witness Andy giving her a head massage. Or buying her tampons.