You saw to it that all those boxes went off to that charity shop, right?
*still smiling over your comment about Egalmoth (you two are adorable, even if she loathes you on principle for having snagged one of the only straight rich/gorgeous guys in this town), finds it easy enough to segue into a complete lie her answer* I took care of everything, don't worry. *doubts you or anyone else will notice a few neatly-packed boxes stacked in a dark corner of the basement—not for a few months, anyway, by which point she might be able to get rid of them without feeling like scum*
*collects her things and follows you to the table* I'm all for drowning my sorrows on the House's nickel, after the past couple of days. *flips her hair over her shoulder somewhat huffily as she takes her seat across from you* I hate this. They're both being idiots. I love our boss, don't get me wrong, but if you'd heard him... *bites the inside of her lip* Well. It's better that you didn't. But I wish we could slap them upside the head without being fired.