Yes, and those emails won't check themselves.

"Well, thank you for lunch!" I flashed a smile, pulling myself up, "But I hear my inbox calling me."

"Inbox zero!" Brad grinned, tipping his yogurt to me, "You're buying next time."

"I'll be sure to bring you half a fluffernutter." I smirked, heading out of the break room and down to my cube.

Ug. Emails. So many... Triage first.