"I need your phone number I might have a career making story for you in the future and I want to be able to get in touch with you," Anthony said when she began to rise from the chair. She paused then pulled out a card and a pen and wrote on the back.
"The front is my work number and the back is my personal number if I am not at work," she said and handed it to him. He slipped it into his wallet and smiled at her and she departed, her camera man on her heels.
"See that wasn't so bad," Anthony said looking over to Sar-Rah who looked relieved. Anthony stood and walked over to the same teller as before.
"I need to speak to the manager," he told her and she hurried away with a relieved look. The manager emerged from her office and walked to the window where he stood.
"How can I help you," s
