Eowyn almost tripped getting out of her chair to shake the man’s hand. “Merry, I’m so sorry. I’m afraid Mr. Lewis is out with the plague going around lately and I’m just standing in.” She almost said something about figuring trying to meet in a cube would be awkward, but figured things were plenty awkward enough as it was. Still, he was friendly enough (which was a relief) and at least her smile was genuine.
“Are you ready for a grand tour? Or would you rather go over procedures and the books to start with?” Please say tour, please say tour, she only had the vaguest idea of what her boss might need to show him.