Before long, Steven arrived, hurrying around the office to help set up Emily's equipment. He was sweating by the time he was finished.

Emily handed him a glass of water. "Thank you for your hard work, have some water."

Steven waved his hand, smiling sheepishly. "No way, even my boss listens to you. I can't possibly let you pour me water."

"Your boss? Mr. Norman?" Emily asked.

"Well, Dylan is kind of my boss," Steven clarified. "I'm technically Mr. Norman's assistant, but I'm sort of Dylan's ...