Talk with Jeremy until going to post production

"Hey, Kathy, did you want to get something to eat sometime?" He says. I grin like a girl who just got asked to the prom before nodding my head. "OK what is your number, I'll text you, and we can set it up." He adds while taking out his phone. I take the phone out of his hand and put my number into his phone before giving it back to him. We say our goodbyes and Jeremy leads me into his office.

Jeremy gestures for me to sit as he sits behind his desk. "So, the first day here and already you have a date. Didn't you harass me for doing the same thing?"

"Yeah, but I didn't ask for the date. You went up to one of the girls looking for a job and used our parent's name to get you the date." I reply while rolling my eyes.

"Touche. Anyways, Clint is a good guy; you can't get much better around here. So you wanted to look into the post-production department. Well, I have Kevin waiting there to show you around and give you a walkthrough of the stuff we use. It is down the hall, third door on your left."

"Alright, thanks, Jeremy," I say as I get up and head out the door. On the way to the editing suite, I get a text from Clint asking if tonight was too soon to do something. I smile to myself and reply that it is OK, and we make a date for seven at a restaurant down the street from the studio. When I get to the suite, I knock on the door.

"Is that my Katy bug?" I hear from the room. Kevin and his brother Dave were two of my parent's first hires, Kevin in editing, and Dave the cameraman. They've been uncles to Jeremy and me since birth and have been to our house on many occasions. "Come on in sweetheart, just finishing this one scene." I see Kevin with his signature "Editing God" hat that my father got him years ago.

"Hey, uncle Kevin, how are you doing?" I ask while I cross the room and sit down next to him and see one of the company's redhead actress getting a facial by three guys.

"Pretty good. Just doing what I do best. Or second best, according to my wife." He replies with a wink.

"Well, you are a good cook."

"Hardy har har smart aleck. So are you ready to get into the awesome world of post-production?" He said with enthusiasm.

"Abso-fucking-lutely." I retort with a cheesy thumbs up. Kevin does his official spiel for new employees of the post-production department.

"Any questions?" He asks as he checks his phone.

"Nope, most of this shit, you already taught me anyways." Leaning back, I reply and crack my back.

"So when were you gonna tell me about your date?" He demands with a coy smile.

"Oh jeez, it took Jeremy long enough to tell you," I say with a roll of eyes. "Yeah, Clint asked me just before I met with Jeremy."

"Well, Clint is a good guy, he had helped me with a few things when he didn't have too."

"That is what I keep hearing about him."

"So, where is the lucky duck taking you?"

"Rikk's bar and grill down the road from here."

"Nice, that is where I usually take the old lady for date night. Try and make sure you don't break him after." He says with a wink.

"I make no promises."

"That a girl. Anyways, you need to do a test to make sure you were listening. It usually takes around half an hour to complete." He says while giving me the test, which I fill out quickly.

"All set," I inform him as I hand over the paper and pen.

"OK, well, you can head out then and welcome to the family." He replies with an emphasis on family.