Yes, but not just her

Jared was caught off-guard as both Rebecca and Aileen came into view. Rebecca was about to sit in her chair when Aileen grabbed her arm to stop her. She then repositioned her daughter to be facing Jared as she was already doing. Rebecca was wearing her hair in a regular ponytail today, with a loose-fitting white top and a green windbreaker. She completed the outfit with some ripped skinny jeans and white sneakers. Contrasting this casual look was Aileen. She was always dressed to impress, and today was no different. Aileen's hair was up in a tight bun, and her cleavage was on display amidst a soft red blouse that matched her lipstick and heels. Her pencil skirt hugged tightly to her hips and came down to just above the knee.

"What do you have to say?" Aileen asked her daughter.

With a sigh and a roll of the eyes, Rebecca replied, "Sorry for being late, Jared."

It was a horrible attempt at an apology, but Aileen didn't press any further. Jared, on the other hand, wasn't going to let it slide.

"Please sit down and get to work, Rebecca. We'll deal with your tardiness and insincere apology later. For now, I need you to start fielding emails and setting up projects like I showed you on Friday. We're going to have to work through lunch in order to catch-up," Jared added.

"Sorry, Jared," Aileen sighed, as Rebecca sat at her desk and opened her laptop, "Becca had taken the car out this weekend and forgot to refill the tank. We ran out of gas halfway here and I had to wait for a friend to assist."

"You should have looked at the gas-thingy-meter before we left the house!" Rebecca blurted.

"I shouldn't have to look! I left it with plenty of gas!"

"Uhh yeah, that was before I used it! Funny how gas works!"

"Exactly! So you should have filled it back up!"

Jared watched as mom and daughter went back and forth about the gas. It was clear that they wouldn't stop without intervention, and he didn't have all day.