Melinda nodded, rolling her eyes a bit. "Tell me about it," she said, shaking her head. "I mean, I barely saw you in passing when I was working on the pamphlets, and of course, I go back to my own job to find enough work for any ten people."
She gave Marietta a look before she shrugged. "Well, the fish and chips aren't bad," she said, trying to get Tom's attention. "Having a bit of a craving, actually."
Placing her order - along with a pint of beer - she turned back to Marietta. "So how are things? I mean, other than busy because I know that since you just said it and all."