As noon approached twelve, Lucy Ansley methodically sorted the documents she was responsible for into the filing cabinet, closed the cabinet door, and her phone rang.
Behind her came the timely inquiry from a colleague, "Lucy, want to have lunch together?"
The young man who extended the invitation was named George Lawrence, a senior university student.
It was said that he was working part-time here during the winter break to earn money to buy his girlfriend an expensive handbag as a birthday gift.
Lucy Ansley took out her phone and said calmly, "Sorry, I need to take this call first."
George quietly said it wasn't urgent and went to ask another part-time colleague.
The phone was still buzzing, so Lucy Ansley walked to the corner of the filing cabinet and answered with a smile, "How did you find time to call me?"
"Took you so long to answer, still busy?" The man's deep, rich voice was extraordinarily magnetic and pleasant through the receiver.
