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“Where’s your tie, James?”
“Um, forgot it.”
“Don’t keep a spare at work?”
“Doesn’t match this shirt.”
“Eh? Well, you have to have a tie. Go buy one. Before Innocent sees ya.”
At the door, Laura coughed, “Gentlemen. Having a tiff?”
Robbie pointed at the tie-less James.
“Ah, I see.”
Laura’s expression puzzled Robbie and he was surprised to see James blush.
Laura walked to James’ desk, removed something yellow from her pocket and placed on it his desk. As she left she paused in the doorway. James glanced from bundle to Laura, frowning.
“Sorry, it was under the bed.”