Alma made a slick face of disgust at the thought of boysenberry milkshakes as she pulled on her suit jacket and picked her purse up from her desk, but kept her thoughts to herself. It wasn't a habit she was planning on keeping, but for now she felt like Bert deserved a bit of a grace period, only because she'd hit him twice.
"I don't gossip, Bert," she reminded him airily, sniffing snobbishly as they exited the building. "And anyway, without you around, everyone has manage to get along fantastically." Alma gave him a quick, almost teasing, pointed look.
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