She poured me a cup of hot java as I poured through the files that she had brought with her. Somehow she had gotten her hands on expense accounts and meeting notes from several large companies. The coffee cooled as I poured over every detail, letting it seep into my battered brain. After reading through every scrap of paper twice I finally looked up with a sigh.
“This is huge. Where did you get your mitts on this?”
“A girl’s gotta have a few secrets. You know what this means, right?”
I looked down at my cold cup of coffee. “Yeah, I need a drink.” It was time to get some work done.