The elevator door opens




and Ann emerges with a
box of Dunkin Donuts.

The receptionist, busy on the phone, 
waves for Ann to come hither.

Ann stops at the receptionist's desk and opens
the box of donuts, "Take one before I put them
in the kitchen and the Art Crew, per usual,
devours them."

The receptionist puts her hand over the mouth
piece of her head set and whispers, "Thanks, hon.
And you know who wants you in his office pronto."

Ann rolls her eyes, "Did he say "pronto"?

The receptionist nods, "Fraid so."

"He's an insane roller coaster."  Ann sighs.

The receptionist grabs the only bavarian cream,
"Good luck."

Ann exits down the hallway with the box of Dunkin
Donuts.