Cale and his older sister Rachel had just finished lunch and their mother, Joy, was cleaning the kitchen/dining room. Rachel had decided to revisit... the painting she had been working on in her spare time, on a canvas in the living room. Her little brother, Cale, 17 blue eyes like his father and jet black hair, like his mother, was flipping through the cable guide menu on the couch nearby. He was beginning to notice steadily the lack of quality programming throughout his channel selections. I’ll take your word for it.” He replied. As they walked around, Noah took some mental notes about the people walking around. Most of them ignored the fact that Jamie was walking around with him, and figured that they probably thought she was his daughter, since that was a common fact. He did take notice of a few strange looks that Jamie got, but judging by the little to no reaction that she had, it seemed like she was either used to it, or just plain ignored it. Stopping to pick up some fruits. ‘Puhleeze Greg, really. It was just a dance. What harm could it do? Besides, he would have forgotten about tonight.’ ‘Do you want him to?’ Greg asked questioningly. ‘Really Greg! You should know me by now. I am not those kind of girls and he is arrogant.’ Aida scolded him. Greg gave her a bemused smile. ‘What is that suppose to mean?’ Aida was now positively glaring at him. ‘Nothing… come on let’s go or do you wanna stay on?’ ‘No… let’s go home. I am kinda tired, besides these scenes were not. She's been here long enough now that her flirtations are enjoyed by all, taken seriously by none.As for myself, though I've fantasized about her extensively since she first made her appearance in my division a year ago, I've never put a serious move on her. She's an enjoyable distraction but I am happily married and have little interest in extra-marital goings on. Besides that, I'm her supervisor and in this world of out-of-control sexual harassment suits, having an affair, or even attempting.