Reya POV
The day has gone by relatively smoothly, although I have been trying my hardest to avoid direct interaction with Ryan.
While combing through resumes and profiles for Ryan and I to review this weekend, Liz pops her head into my office.
"Hey! I didn't see you or my girl at lunch! I just wanted to make sure you were good. Plus, I come bearing provisions." She says, while holding up a white paper bag with handles that can be found in the cafeteria.
"I wasn't sure how hungry you were. So I just got a grilled chicken salad, with a side of fruit and a roll. Hope that's okay?" She asks.
At the sound of the contents in the bag, my stomach rumbles.
"I guess that sounds delicious." I say amusingly. Liz takes a seat at the little table in my office, that is perfect for tw
