"Hello, Sir," she said to him again, attempting to disregard the formality of the setting. It's not as if she hadn't been in this situation at home before.
"Please have breakfast and take a seat. Still absorbed in the news piece he was reading, he remarked nonchalantly, "We have a lot of work to do today."
Joan sat across from him, and the staff promptly brought her breakfast. Even though it was the first time they had seen their mysterious boss sitting at the same table with a woman, they had no right to question his actions.
"Good morning," he said, his tone as cool and collected as ever. After silence, he said, "I hope you slept well?"
Joan said, "Yes, thank you," but her sleep had been troubled. Unanswered questions and an odd tension had been running through her mind. Even when her employer wasn't looking at her, she couldn't get rid of the sense that he was.
