"So you’re Sean’s assistant now, and you’re too high and mighty to even watch where you’re going?"

Joy shot me an annoyed look, yanked the design drafts from my hands, and slid them back into the document envelope.

"Your drafts are pretty unique."

"Your major has nothing to do with that design, does it? You’re a total amateur, so stop pretending you know what you’re talking about and running your mouth."

Joy had someone to meet. ...