Lara arrived at work in time. She reached the sales department and found the other agents drinking coffee or talking about non-related-to-work things.
She greeted them with a smile and a bright expression. For some reason, she felt in a good mood that morning.
She did get up early, but Nate had made breakfast by the time they stumbled upon the table. Or he most likely bought it.
Whatever happened, she didn't need to hurry to get up to feed the kids. It had been relaxing, for once.
The men in the sales department heard her voice and turned. They stared for a while in silence before the elder of the group regained his senses and greeted her back.
«Hello, miss. Are you lost, perhaps?»
The gazes on her weren't openly unfriendly, but most were too curious for her to feel relaxed. It was as if they weren't expecting her to appear there.
Oh, no, Lara realised. It was as if she was a Martian.
