Stephen tended to take his work ethic from his boss. Even when he wasn't expected in, he was on-call and never expected less, or complained about it.
He looked away from the young girl who'd sat opposite him, motioning for her to excuse him and picking up the phone, answering it evenly. "Stephen Neil." He'd seen who it was, but on the off change Moretti didn't want to be identified as speaking to him in public right now, he didn't acknowledge that fact just now.
He did look down at his watch, double checking the time, just in case. He was right - he wasn't due in this afternoon. He'd intended to go by anyway, but Stephen was reassured that he hadn't missed anything he was already slated to be doing.