"What, you think I thought those tears were real?" Parry smirked. "A masterful touch, by the way." His hands moved as he talked. "Practically wrote itself." The emotional, disappointed ex-lover hadn't been the angle he'd had in mind when the idea for the article had first been floated, but Romilda had shaped it beautifully.
"Busy. We have a couple of teenagers helping out around the office over the summer hols. They make shit coffee and make me feel old, but they're eager at least."