“Oh my god,” Kelly’s voice trilled around the annex as the door from the kitchen opened and Ryan walked through on his way to the breakroom. “You would not believe what I just heard!” she squealed.

“Oh yeah? What’s that?” Ryan asked as he took out his small black notepad and pen surreptitiously from the pocket of his pants.

“So you know my friend Julie who works over at Carman’s?” Kelly asked, not waiting for Ryan to answer. “She just called me and said that two people totally hooked up in the bathroom at her restaurant. So nasty. Like can you believe that? In a bathroom? Ew. And to make it worse, she said that it was two totally old people too. Like so gross. And then they went back to their table like nothing had happened and just carried on their conversation with the other couple. I really wanna know who it was though. Who do you think it was? Ryan? Are you even listening to me?”

“Oh, um, yeah. Old people banging in the bathroom? Yeah, no idea.”

“What are you writing down in your book?” Kelly asked, her hand on her hip, peering over Ryan on her tiptoes.

“Oh, nothing,” he replied, quickly putting his notepad back into his pocket. “So, who do you think it was?”