"I get the actors, actresses, musicians, whatever," Lindsey replied, leaning against the filing cabinet as he paused to talk, "I just don't get the agents and we seem to have plenty of those."
He returned back to his search, collecting two more files before accepting the Anderson file from Sarah. Adding them to the pile, he slipped them off. Her comment about the labeling on the cabinets gave him pause and he glanced past her towards the rows. "Thanks," he replied as he took the file from her.
"I'm sure whoever is responsible knows the secret to the madness," he said, giving her a small smile. "I think that's all of them for now." He had a feeling in his gut that she'd seen something that had triggered her interest and he had a feeling he knew what it was. "So how long have you been working here?"