Adam was still smiling as she looked in her eyes as a normal person would do during conversation. She was beautiful, yes. He was imagining her sitting on the couch and him drawing on a canvas. Well, that was a new thought. He never thought of drawing someone before with hand. He was a photographer. He liked to take photos with his Kodak but drawing was his another one of his hobbies.<br/><br/>“Don't you two stand there and let the cold in, “ Marla literally shouted at them. It seemed this was her normal pitch of speaking.  “Come in here, Jolie and you too, what's your name? Adam, yes. Come on in and close the door. It's enough cold as it is in here.”<br/><br/>Adam raised his eyebrows. Cold? The room was boiling hot because of the heaters and Marla herself. Even the two girls standing on either side glanced at each other and nervously smiled catching the joke.<br/><br/>“Jolie, this man here is looking for a job. He likes taking pictures which can come in handy but we all about words here, ain't we? That comic strip guy left us last week. See if Adam can write a good comic strip. Show him the room where he has to work and help him out, will ya? I have a lot on my plate. Now off you go. Right girls, where are the files I was looking for?”<br/><br/>They were left alone as Marla focused on her work. They scurried out of the office to stand outside with the door closed this time. “Well, Miss Jolie. Mind if you show me the ropes of this place? I'd like to get started as soon as I can. I believe you have to conjure up the good mood in order to write a funny comic strip. I hope you could keep me ‘good company’ and perhaps we can share some ideas.” He spoke as they started headed in the direction of the room or wherever Jolie was taking him.