‘Jules! Didn’t realise you smoked.’
‘I don’t. Please give me a ciggie, Mike.’
Jules lit up. ‘Ugh, vile,’ she coughed. ‘Brian is at it again.’
‘Who with this time?’ Mike took the cigarette from her.
‘Suzy from accounts, but only after Linda from sales told him to eff off.’
‘Shame you didn’t tell him that last year.’
‘Picking up men at Christmas parties is a stupid idea.’
‘Not necessarily. Fancy going for a drink?’
Jules hesitated, and Mike threw his cigarettes into a bin.
‘OK, but first there’s something I need to tell Brian.’
‘I don’t. Please give me a ciggie, Mike.’
Jules lit up. ‘Ugh, vile,’ she coughed. ‘Brian is at it again.’
‘Who with this time?’ Mike took the cigarette from her.
‘Suzy from accounts, but only after Linda from sales told him to eff off.’
‘Shame you didn’t tell him that last year.’
‘Picking up men at Christmas parties is a stupid idea.’
‘Not necessarily. Fancy going for a drink?’
Jules hesitated, and Mike threw his cigarettes into a bin.
‘OK, but first there’s something I need to tell Brian.’
