"What did you do?"
"I don't know."
When I looked at Dean who was looking at me strangely, I managed a half-shrug.
I really didn't know.
"Still..."
Dean continued, his eyes falling over the display signaling the floors at which we were on. It was constantly changing.
"...Remind me how long you've worked here, again?"
"About two months."
"Right, two months. That's what I thought too."
He nodded to himself.
What's he on about?
"So..."
As he looked at me, the elevator stopped and the doors slid open to reveal a familiar-looking lobby. As Dean followed me with his arms crossed, he said,
"Explain to me how in the world you've managed to get the Guild Master to call you over to his office? And this isn't even the first time this has happened...? What on earth did you do?"
"I'm as clueless as you are."
No, actually.
