The text was short and simple.

He found it. 

She grinned, relieved. She responded with a quick question.

And? 

His answer amused her, but evoked deep feelings of empathy as well.

He’s worried. The big *girl*. 

A short barking giggle erupted from her throat. (She did that when she was surprised by Dwight’s humor.) A second message followed.

Fact. When upset, blood rushes to his face, causing him to blush deeply. He faintly resembles a bowl of jello. 

She rolled her eyes.

What’s that even mean? 

His response kept her giggling the rest of the afternoon.

I made cherry today.