She smiled and reached out and took his hand gently.  "An antique store really?  You are an antique store so you should feel almost at home."  She giggled kissing his cheek.  She walked to the elevator and pushed a button.  When the doors opened she stepped in, puling him along, and pushed number 14.  It would be 13 but superstition and all that.  She smiled and leaned against him as they waited.<br/><br/>When the doors finally opened, she went to her office and sat down at a computer.  She smiled and looked at him and motioned to a chair beside her that she kept for interns.  She looked at her computer reading over emails and hummed softly drumming her fingernails beside the computer.  Ocassionaly making notes on a memo pad.