Nikki was still furious over the way the large, arrogant man had told her she had finally met her match. As if, she humped to herself. She made her way through the door of the Gallery and was relieved to see her new assistant, James Cawley, sitting at her desk towards the back of the gallery.
James had been working for Nikki for the last three weeks. He was just out of school and was enthusiastic about learning all he could of the art world, as he had majored in art in college. He and Nikki were becoming great friends and she loved that James was such a reliable employee.
James looked up as Nikki stomped through the front door. "What's the matter Nikki? You don't look very happy."
"Why is it that males have to be so bloody arrogant? I was just at the coffee shop and this great mountain of a man had the audacity to advise me I had just met my match. Anyone would think that all females are helpless fragile pieces of fluff."
"Hmm," James commiserated diplomatically.
"You can go to lunch now, if you want," Nikki said to James.
"Okay thanks. Do you want me to bring you back something?"
"No, thanks anyway. I'll grab something after you come back. I have to go and see Tash anyway." Nikki replied and gave a wave as James left.