Discovery

Phil loitered by the copier, pretending to sort papers, so that he could listen to Brenda's thoughts for a moment; they had been growing steadily darker and more squirrelly over the course of the past two months. It was total chaos in there. Phil was about release one of his own thoughts into the broil (to disrupt it) when someone else did it, and he gasped. From across the room, Laura from Procurement stood up suddenly and they locked eyes above her cube wall; both of their mouths hung open. By the time they'd withdrawn from Brenda's cranial hot mess and Phil had returned to his cube, Laura had put a lunch on his schedule for the following day. He accepted the invite, eager to talk, but nervous about it in several ways.