I13DT - She was an American girl

[Will Stanton]

"Story of my life," Will chuckled.

[Laura Weston]

"Give me a second," she said, stripping off the sweatshirt of Janice's that she'd been wearing to reveal the tank top underneath. "There we go," she said as she was able to spread her wings a bit.

[Will Stanton]

"Between you peeling of layers of clothing and Janice wanting my moist confines, I'm beginning to wonder if this wasn't a setup for a second, more devious prank," Will deadpanned.

[Laura Weston]

"I'm not into married men," Laura said with a smirk.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"I'd say you won't see the next one coming, but you didn't see this one coming."

[Will Stanton]

"I'd say I need eyes in the back of my head, but my hair gets in the way there."

[Laura Weston]

"Plus it's just a little creepy."

[Will Stanton]

Will nodded a little, self-consciously putting his head back on and going to sit behind his desk again.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Oh, now he's all business again."

[Will Stanton]

"Well, you know. Office and all that," Will nodded. "Important work is done here, which totally does not involve me napping."

[Laura Weston]

"Even if it did involve napping, from what I've heard, you've earned it."

[Will Stanton]

Will gave a snort of a laugh at that. "Yeah, right.

Here's the secret--I'm really, really bad at this, and probably should be fired. Don't tell anyone, though," he half-smiled.

[Janice Gilbertson]

"Have I mentioned that Will's, like, extremely stupid-modest?"

[Laura Weston]

"It would seem he is."

[Will Stanton]

"Pride goeth before a fall."