Jim had a momentary lapse. All he could think about was earlier that day. Pam had walked up to his desk. It looked like she desperately needed to say something but as soon as Jim met her eye line she looked down franticly searching for something to start a conversation with.

“So, Karen got you some , uh black jelly beans.”, she said motioning to a clear bag filled with black jelly beans and a large red ribbon “…I thought you hated those, Or did that change in Stamford too?”

Jim looked down, he did hate black jelly beans.