“‘Friends’ is probably putting it a little mildly.”
The woman chuckled, twirling a pen around in her hand before she abruptly sat forward, her hands flat on her desk. “You do realize you’re not meant to be in here right? Dinozzo did this last time — brought a girl here and it went horribly.”
Summer blinked, startled. “Wait, what? I don’t know any Tony Dinozzo.” She shook her head, dismissing it. “Anyway nobody brought me here, I’m here for you.”