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The two friends were too late to scramble away this time, and instead they leaned up against the door as Mrs. Winkle came up to them. Their supervisor had her usual scowl of the day on her face as she glanced between the two guilty-looking women. Slinky looked defiant but Sam’s face was pale and her eyes shifted from Winkle’s face to down the hall.
“What are you two doing away from your work?”
“Just taking our break, Mrs. Winkle,” Slinky slickly replied. “And Sam here was wanting to know where the janitor’s supply closet was, just in case she spilled her coffee or something.”
“If she doesn’t need the supplies than you’d both better get back to work.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Slinky saluted and hauled Sam back to their boxes. Mrs. Winkle watched them leave with narrowed eyes and her mouth set i
