“Hey Big Tuna, you’re single right?”

Jim looked up from his FreeCell game, “Yeah.”

I mean, I think I am.

Andy craned his neck to the side, gesturing toward the break room.

“Pretty hot huh?”

I really don’t want to talk to you right now, especially about her.

He nodded.

“She’s completely crazy.” Andy warned, “Steer clear, Big Tuna.  Head for open waters.”

Kristy?  Crazy?  I don’t think so.  Maybe a bit crazy for putting up with me, but I wouldn’t say completely.

He waited for Andy to turn around then quickly composed an e-mail.

Hey,

Just meet me at home tonight.  These cameras can get pretty out of control.

I’ll get dinner.

And please remind me to ask you what the hell you did to Andy.

-Jim