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Good thing she really did know, because the words just popped out. The job had suddenly gone from zero to sixty and she was having trouble getting her brain up to speed.
                  “Excellent.” Poppy was on her way out the door when she spun around. “I go to lunch at twelve-thirty. If you can, I would love for you to join me.” She gave her a small wink.
              “Um, sure, yeah, that sounds good.”
                  Felix was smiling when she turned back to him. “I hope you get that lunch today. Poppy has been itching for another woman to spill her secrets to. Come, follow me.”
                  Piper followed Felix, stopping periodically along the way for him to introduce her to others in the office. They ended at a small room barely large enough to accommodate the long, narrow, industrial metal desk, filing cabinet and customary guest seating. On the plus side, the chair behind it appeared comfortable, and the happy-looking potted palm standing by the narrow corner window looked healthy. If it could survive in such dismal conditions, then surely she could too.
                  “This will be your office.” Felix stepped aside and motioned her inside. “Have a look around, get your bearings.” Piper did just that, making a beeline to her new office chair to see if it was as comfy as it looked. It was. “Comfortable?”
                  “Yes.” She sighed.
                  “Good. Now, the catch.” Piper’s muscles tensed. “You will be sharing this office with Tate, but,” he said quickly when she frowned, “you don’t need to worry too much about that. He rarely comes in. He prefers to work from home, or some other more suitable environment.”
                  “Who is Tate again?”
                  “Oh, my apologies. Tate is the author I was telling you about. Your new boss, your second boss. I’m the first, of course.” He grinned.
                  “Oh, he’s the Mr. Larson Ms. Montgomery said I would be meeting with after this?”
                  “The one and only. He seems to prefer working out of that place, don’t ask me why. It’s crowded and noisy nearly all hours of the day. I don’t know how he gets anything done, but who am I to question art?”
                  Yeah, well…At the moment, Piper was busy worrying about how eccentric this Tate Larson truly was. On a scale from one to ten, one where he picked the seeds off his bagel because they interfered with his ability to concentrate, and ten where he went all Van Gogh and chopped off his ear, where would this man fall? She considered asking Felix, but thought it best to leave it alone. She would find out soon enough.
    Christ, she was going to be a shitty assistant, she just knew it. She had zero experience with this kind of thing. One look at her, and this guy was going to boot her in the ass.
    “Alright, so.” Felix came around to her side of the desk. “This is your computer. Normally you would need to stop by every morning to check in, but with the equipment you were given, you can sign in from just about anywhere.” He pulled up a spreadsheet and showed her how to clock in her hours each day.
    Pulling up another spreadsheet, she saw a list of names and numbers with times and locations next to them. “This is this week’s appointments schedule to start you off. You’ll be responsible for not only reminding Tate he has them, but making sure he actually gets there.”
    Everything looked so complicated; Piper felt the nervous tension begin seeping into her muscles again. Felix clapped her on the shoulder. “Poppy put this all together, so if you have any questions, don’t hesitate to ask. And my door is always open.” He moved toward the door. “It’s going to take a few weeks to get acclimated, but I have every confidence that you will fit right in here. So