“Oh, hello. Do I know you?” Bell asked, a smile on her face as she circled the man that had walked into her office. “You look familiar. But I just can’t seem to remember your name… Jon? No, George? No… hmm… I just don’t know."
She sighed dramatically, tapping her index finger to her chin as though she were thinking hard about who he was. Finally, she walked back to her chair, dropping into it and leaning forward on her desk, staring at him with a smile.
Galen let out a light chuckle. He truly enjoyed her playful attitude.
“How could you forget this face?” he replied with a gesture of his hands toward his face and a wink.
“Oh no, the face I remember,” she said suggestively with a slight wiggle of her eyebrows, “the name escapes me. Must not have left much of an impression.”
“Oh, ok, now you’re just trying to hurt my feelings,” Galen laughed, “I’m sorry. I meant to come by the day after I saw you last, but Saul has kept me very busy.”
