<p>“Dude you know you’re going to get into trouble for violating the dress code right?”</p><p>I grinned at my friend. “Relax Mandy. Old Mr. Gerald isn’t going to say a word. I’ve seen the way he’s been looking at me. I decided to give him something to look at.”</p><p>We walked into the conference room and sat down. I lay my notebook on the table ready to take notes. Mandy glanced over at me.</p><p>“What do you think he wants to talk about?”</p><p>I shrugged. “I don’t know.” I grinned at her. “I figured you’d know. You’re his main secretary. Not me.”</p>