“Why are you smiling?” Jasmine asks when I enter the conference room.

“Because it’s ramen night. Get your stuff.”

She looks down at her laptop and all the files she’s got spread out around her. “I’m still working.”

“See you kids tomorrow,” Craig says before he’s out of his seat and walking toward the door. He doesn’t have to be told twice.

“Come on, the office is closed, and you can’t finish this tonight.” She gives me a look like she wants to bet, and I ...