Prompt: Before I go to bed tonight, I'm going to...
Diane leaned back in her office chair, crossing her leather-sheathed ankles on the desk. She glared at the woman sitting across from her, wishing that she could burn a hole right through Vivian's red-rimmed glasses.
"I expect those articles on my desk by tomorrow morning."
Vivian arched a severely-plucked eyebrow in disdain, but she nodded. "Anything else I can do for you, director?"
"That will be all." Diane sighed as the irritating reporter left her office.
Her assistant, Jamison, walked in. "Trouble with Vivian?"
"None whatsoever," Diane lied. "What have you got for me?"
"Gale is on line three for you and the morning edition ready for you to look over."
"Heavens," Diane exhaled. "Before I go to bed tonight, I intend to eat my weight in chocolate and forget that Dewey freaking Gale ever existed."
Jamison smiled. "An evening to make the entire staff envious. But perhaps you should take his call first."
Diane smiled patronizingly at her assistant before picking up her phone. "Go get me some coffee, Jamie."