James
Eat.
Maura
I will.
James
Now.
Or I’ll call you every five minutes until you do.
Ugh. I don’t doubt that he’ll do it, too. Follow-through is one of his biggest strengths, right after schedule-following andbossing me around. The canvas leaning against the wall is calling for me to pick up a brush, because there’s a stray stroke of white paint somewhere it shouldn’t be. I don’t want to waste time making up a sandwich in the kitchen.
I grab a granola bar from a box I left on a table. Holding it up to my face, I stick out my tongue and send James a selfie.
Maura
Happy?
James
That's not food.
Maura
The inhabitants of Nature Valley would beg to differ.
James
The Nature Valley residents are all three feet tall with brittle bones and scurvy. They're not exactly thriving.
Maura
Bold words from a man who eats the same salad every day.
James
My salad has nutrients. Your granola bar has lies and oat dust.
Maura
I'm framing this conversation as proof that you DO have a personality.
James
Eat a real lunch, Maura.
Maura
Get back to your meetings, James.
James
I can do both. I'm excellent at multitasking.
Maura
