“Facilities drops off the vendor ledgers at the window table every other Thursday.

Binders, running balances, whatever they carry up from the basement.

I don’t need an auditor eating her casserole right on top of them.” She picked her pen back up.

“Now you know.”

“You could’ve just told me that.”

“I’m telling you now.

Derek will want his answer by Friday.”

“He already has it.”