Chapter 555 You Fucked My Mom?>>Ep51

• "I was going to see if you two had a moment for our monthly staff meeting but it looks like now's not the best time," he said, laughing. "Why don't you two grab a quick shower and we'll convene in the conference room. I think your lavender haired assistant is just about back with your lunches."
• By the time Maggie and I emerged from a super-quick shower, toweled off, kissed a few more times, and got dressed, we arrived in the conference room to find Mr. Reynolds, with chopsticks in-hand, working on a take-out container of Shrimp Lo Mein.
• The room was fairly quiet for the first fifteen minutes while we all devoured our meals - and fought over the last Crab Rangoon (I reluctantly let Ron win). After that, we spent a half-hour going over the drawings we'd done for the Presbyterian Church. Ron got the estimate figured out and Maggie sent it off. By the time we cleaned up from lunch, Mrs. Anderson had approved the two-week time estimate - as well as the cost projections.