"What are you thinking about?" Sam said, popping a grape into his mouth.
"Just thinking about cleaning," Melanie lied, "She couldn't afford to muddle the waters with her feelings."
"I ah... well... I would love too but... actually, no that's sounds great," Melanie smiled.
"I'm looking for work, it's fine doing the ironing day in and day out but I've run out of clothes to iron and I'm in desperate need to get something to tie me down... otherwise the resources I came with are slowly drying out."
"I can help you with that actually," Sam said, "What kinda roles are you looking for?"
"Preferably something that isn't public relations, what have you got?" Melanie said.
"Great, let me call up Alyson and pass her your details." Sam said reassuringly.
"Thanks," Melanie said.