“You’re a lot more…controlled than I thought you’d be.” She sat down on the couch with care and sipped at her coffee. “Usually that little act I put on earlier gets a guy a lot more bothered. He starts thinking that maybe I’m not into just girls after all.”
“The thought had occurred to me,” Ron smiled. “But if you’re going to be working with me it’s best if you don’t try to distract me from the job to hand.”
“I like that,” Lisa smiled.
“You like what?”
“What you said: “Working with me”, instead of “working for me”. I think we’ll get along fine.”
“Good,” Ron nodded. “Now please be quiet again.” He started the tape back up.
Elizabeth Anne didn’t move a lot during the interview. She didn’t use her hands at all while she was talking. Occasionally she would shift positions in her chair, b
