Monique had half the day off today, seeing as how Anthony was off chasing down leads and conducting client interviews out of the office. "Boring Saint-y business," he'd said with a smile. "I can handle it, go and have the afternoon off, enjoy the day." He'd made little shooing motions until she'd grabbed her purse and left, waving goodbye over her shoulder.
She'd stopped at a street cart for one of those giant pretzels and a frozen lemonade. She hadn't eaten a proper lunch, but it would tide her over until she got home. She was just making her way to the subway station when she saw the sun glinting off a familiar head of blonde hair. It was that bloke she'd met in a bar a few weeks ago.
She walked up next to him, smiling. "Hey," she said. "Chance, right? We met a couple of weeks ago."