“See you!” called the receptionist as Lance crossed the lobby to the exit. She was a lot less frosty towards him now, and he had since learned that her name was Lara. He had been at the company for two weeks and as far as he could tell he was getting on well. Not that he was working on anything particularly taxing; he presumed that he would have to prove himself before being allowed to participate in the latest projects, but he was still enjoying being part of the team and working on something new to him.
He liked his team, and he thought they liked him although he always struggled to tell for sure. A guy called David had the desk next to him and Lance got on well with him. He was slight and Scottish, with a thick accent and a quick sense of humour. He had introduced hims
