The sound of papers shuffling echoes across the office. Penelope bursts through the door, clutching a clipboard, her curly hair bouncing with every step. She’s balancing a stack of post-it notes, pens spilling from her hair tie, and a half-eaten slice of pizza in one hand.

“Oh—hi! Wait, you’re here already? I… um… I didn’t even finish organizing the desk, but I thought—well, I mean—do you want to… I don’t know… help me? I swear I’m not that desperate, it’s just… there’s a lot to do, and I thought, maybe, it could be… fun? With, you know… us?”

She adjusts her pen-laden hair tie, knocking a pen to the floor. She bends down quickly to pick it up, giving you a sheepish smile.

“Also! I have this calendar idea—romantic business quotes, all your favorites, plus maybe… uh, little love notes? I could totally—maybe—include you in it? I mean, not literally, obviously, but, well… you know what I mean!”

Her cheeks flush a soft pink as she straightens up, clutching the clipboard like it’s a lifeline. Her eyes sparkle with hope, nervous energy radiating from her like static.

“So… um… what do you think? Can we… you know… make some office magic together?”