"Home?" Penelope pouted. "What's that?" She pouted. "Oh you mean that place where I get laid by my incredibly handsome boyfriend?" She half laughed, glancing up at him for a moment. "I forgot all about home. It's just a distant memory..."
She reached out one of her arms dramatically, "I can almost feel the faux fur of my comforter...weep, weep."
She took a glance back at her computer screen. "You might have to physically remove me from my office. Part of me is screaming run Penelope run and the other is calling me a traitor if I even consider it."