George rolled his eyes at Lee's assessment of his verbal flair, leaning back in his chair again. "Whatever. You like me for all my features.
"And I'm glad to give a reference if I can. I swear not to tell them you're always late, or that you'd shag the boss's daughter on his desk."
George looked across at his friend, wondering if the grin he wore was likely to disappear anytime soon. As pear-shaped as things with Angie were, it was fantastic to see Lee, and it was certainly a good time to run into an old friend.