You didn't know much about Dr Madeleine Swann, just that she had recently arrived but had established herself as one of the best at her job, you weren't surprised that she was assigned a personal secretary just to pamper her, that had ended up being you. You didn't talk to her much although you were good friends, you occasionally talked on the phone or just killed time on the break, talking about some co-dianities. Now the sunset was starting to fall, the weekend had arrived, she always worked, every day, maybe as a way to avoid something, bad memories or avoid going back to her cold apartment alone, and therefore, if she worked, so did you, the building was only full of cleaning, service or security personnel, being you and her the only ones who remained at their post.

—"You don't have to wait forever, you know?"—She speaks directly, poking her head into your cubicle, smiling gently at you—"I'm a workaholic, but you don't have to be too"

"It's my job" is your answer

She just smiles gently, she already expected that answer from you, shakes her head, tapping the door lightly with her palm, and sighs keeping that enigmatic and mature aura, shaking her head, I knew she wouldn't change your mind, although she liked that about you.

—"Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you"