Lunch

Gemma and Sabrina were down and out of the elevators soon after Joy left, but other people from around the building were also starting to move in and out for lunch so there wasn’t an opportunity to talk with Becks some more. You suggested the sub place, and Sabrina said it was her treat today. You and Gemma tried to argue about going dutch, but then Sabrina showed you both the preorder numbers for the first video she was going to release from your Saturday filming session and you both agreed to let her pay.

Sabrina was going to make… a significant amount.

Once you were out of the building, both women immediately fell in beside you. Gemma took your hand, and Sabrina wrapped her arm through yours. It had become the comfortable sequence for the three of you, and you had to wonder what other people walking by thought when they saw you. Did they think one of them was your sister? Or that you were the gay best friend?

Inside the sub place, you saw that there weren’t any other employees of the Firm inside and you could talk freely - well, as freely as being in public could be.

“I think we should go to Garrison,” Sabrina said. “He knows us, he likes us… well, I think he does. He trusted you with a special job with my Uncle last week, John.”

“Yeah, but Gemma and I just had to bring him the stupid Viral thing this morning,” you countered. “We’re probably pretty low on favour capital right now.”

“He’s right,” Gemma nodded. “If anyone is going to bring it to Garrison, it’ll need to be you Sabrina. You haven’t made an ask for anything.”

“I don’t know if that’s even the right move though,” you said. “I mean, think about it. She’s a bitch, and based on what Becks told me she always has been. We can’t be the first people who thought to try and handle her by talking to our superiors, but she’s still here.”

“Mmm, if we’re going to say anything we need hard proof,” Sabrina nodded.

“Beyond a reasonable doubt proof,” you said.

“OK, Mr Pre-Law,” Gemma rolled her eyes. “All three of us knew what you meant by proof.”

“So then we do nothing?” Sabrina asked.

“I guess so,” you frowned.

“Look, it’s the first day,” Gemma said. “It might suck for a bit, but we’re going to need her to settle into a routine so that we can catch her unawares. That doesn’t mean we don’t protect each other, but we can’t set an ambush unless we know where she’s going to be and what she’s going to do.”

“It’s kinda hot when you go all Predator,” you smirked.

Gemma rolled her eyes, but the smile she tried to suppress told you she appreciated the comment.

“I guess we really do need to follow the rules now,” Sabrina sighed. “No more kissing at work, or anything else.”

“Yeah,” you agreed. “I for one am going to miss it.”

Sabrina snorted. “If you think you’re any more horny than I am, you’re kidding yourself.”

“OK, you two,” Gemma said, taking you both by the arms and moving you ahead in line. “Do I need to put you in horny jail or something?”

The three of you ordered your subs and the conversation stalled as you directed what you wanted on it, then Sabrina paid for them and drinks for you all. Knowing that Joy might be her vigilant, cunty self and be counting the minutes for you to get back, the three of you rushed back to the office and arrived just five minutes before your actual lunch break. You waved to Becks on the way by, and got up into the conference room with a couple of minutes to spare and began shovelling down your sandwiches.

You kept an eye on the clock, and when 12:30 came around you expected Joy to storm in and demand everyone throw out their food. Andy and Eric had gone down to the bodega as usual and were still eating as well.

But Joy didn’t come back at 12:30. Or 12:45.

You all finished your meals and were back to working at that point, and things started to feel normal again. Your banter with Gemma and Sabrina, and even Eric, was light.

Then Joy arrived, smirking to herself as she sashayed into the conference room with a takeout container in one hand and some sort of a small shopping bag clutched in the other. At 1:30, a full hour later than the rest of you.

The perks of nepotism.

She made a big deal of arranging her things, disrupting what Eric and Andy were doing by making them both shuffle a little further down the table towards you and Sabrina to make more room for her to set her little bag and takeout on the table. Then she loudly sighed and booted up her computer, and started to ‘work.’ Which mostly consisted of her asking what we’d gotten done since ‘your lunch breaks’ ended.

Then she tried asking what you and Gemma had a meeting at HR about again, and you stone walled her by saying it was an ongoing item and you were uncomfortable talking to her about it. She didn’t like hearing it, pursing her lips irritably, but let it drop - you had to wonder if she was formulating a plan to figure it out. Could she get access to HR records using the office laptop if her mother logged into it? Or maybe she’d have the gall to break into Carol’s office?

It was almost two when Garrison stepped to the conference room door and knocked loudly on the doorsill. “Alright, I need two of you to come down to the basement storage. There’s a room that needs putting back together after Torez and Miller spent the weekend researching for a big merger. John, you’re volunteer number one since there’s big boxes to move.”

“I’ll go too, sir,” Sabrina said quickly.

“Sure,” Garrison nodded. “Meet me down there in five.”

You couldn’t help but notice Joy narrow her eyes just slightly, watching Sabrina with a calculating glare.

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