sliceitwithwind

"If you ever suggest it to her I'll hurt you." she promised. She knew her sister was feisty, and she'd actually do it if she thought it was necessary.

He laughs and says, "Promise?"

"Cross my heart." she grinned "I'll get creative on caffeine-dep"

He just grins and looks smug.

One of those I am more important than you could ever be types comes bustling in and starts talking to the secretary.

"I need to see Dr. Braig. We have a lot to talk about."

Braig's eyes raise and he shakes his head subtly at the secretary. He doesn't talk to people who don't even recognize him. Seriously.

"So anyway, babe. What days are best for you for the date?"

Aya was looking at the man harassing the secretary with distaste. She had vaguely hoped only doctors ended up with that particular tone of voice..."Oh, hmmm? Well, this evening if you're free and tomorrow." Maya had done the 'refusing to schedule people for a few days'.

"Now, if you're bored." she had tennis shoes on, they could make a run for it!

"Sounds like a plan." Braig says, grinning, "Just let me, like, grab my shoes and jeans from the back?"

The man harassing the secretary turns and starts to gawp at Braig, who pops up and says, "Mark, hold my meetings for the rest of the day. I'm taking my first personal day since December." and he heads for the back.

The secretary, Mark, grins and half salutes.

"Grab away" she waved a hand in allowance and started stretching her legs in preparation. "Hello Mark, sorry to kidnap him?" she was going to keep ignoring the important guy.

"No problem, Dr. Brea." Mark says, smiling at her, "It's not healthy to come in every day except when your main man is sick. Make sure he eats something healthy, okay?"

"Who are you?" asks the stuffy guy.

"I can drag him out for food too." she agreed thoughtfully "Do you know if the cafe by Cliff Park is still open?" because she'd liked that place, and they tended to cook healthy.

"Dr. Brea, as Mark said."

"Yes. Would you like me to make a reservation for the two of you?" Mark is a good secretary. That's why Braig stole him away from a corporate CEO.

"And are you involved in the current projects?" If yes, she's going to get pinned with questions.

"No, I hate to have reservations when I'm likely to lose track of time." she admitted sheepishly "But thank you." she liked good secretaries! Mark was someone she was going to remember.

Unlike this guy. "I'm involved in several projects at the moment sir. Are you dying or undiagnosable? If so you can have my card."

He laughs and nods, "Fair enough. Have a good time, Dr. Brea."

His face tightens, "And you get to occupy Dr. Braig's time because...?"

"We'll do our best and I'll bring him back in one piece." she could pretty much promise that! Unless Braig took a head dive on purpose or something.

She arched an eyebrow at the jerk and crossed her legs primly as she finished her stretches "Because I'm cute? Besides, he's incredibly cute when he's persistent." of course 'unlike you' went unsaid.

"All I can ask." Mark says before getting back to work. He's paid obscenely well because he works obscenely hard.

"A date? He's blowing off an interview with Karna Medications for a simple date?!"

"An event, actually." Aya corrected "Ohhhh...Karna Medications?" she smiled, though it wasn't a pretty one, and stood to step closer to the man. She did have something she wanted to talk about with him!

"So glad I caught you. I'd like to discuss your new rhuematory medicine, Raxtan? I know you've read the medical reports I've sent your company of course, and the complaints a lot of us have filed with the board of health..." she'd gotten a lot of elderly cases recently with inexplicable internal hemorrhages. Not something in the side effects listed.

Braig heads out from the back in blue jeans, a tight T-shirt, and climbing acceptable shoes...but leans in the door so that Aya can have her moment.

"...What?" total. Blankness. He's not as high up as he thinks he is.

Aya spared an appreciative look at Braig before turning her attention back to the drug company peon "You aer willing to cooperate with an investigation right? I'm so lucky I ran into you! Getting your say-so now will make things a lot easier and probably save your company..." she knew he wasn't in a position to give her that permission...but it was fun to watch him squirm.

"That was what you were hear to talk about right? I know new drug development has to be halted when an investigation is pending."

Braig flexes, just a little, when she looks at him. Never bad to show off a little. He doesn't move into the room farther, though, this is her show.

"I...what? I'm not...I'm a salesman!"

The flexing got a small smile, but otherwise she was all business, face turning down in a worried, sorry expression "Oh...oh, you wouldn't know about all that then. Just forget about the internal bleeding thing okay? I'm sure you'll do fine."

"I!" she gets to watch a salesman wither and practically crawl out of the room.

"That was awesome." Braig says, smiling, "Dilan will be thrilled."

"You" she agreed neutrally as she watched salesman skitter off.

"Glad to be of help. I don't currently like that company." she admitted with a grin "You look ready to go, shall we?"

"I am ready." he says, grinning, "And you don't hate 'em as much as Dilan does. The Keztu are having even worse reactions than the rest of us."

She offered her arm jokingly and turned toward the door "That I believe. This drug is...nasty. I'm not sure how they pushed it through to the general market." she really wasn't. No other doctor was either, hence the investigation. "Let's get you a little destressed."

"Dilan is heading that." Braig admits, "Which is part of why he hadn't slept in a week. Even is getting things set in order, and Dilan will be back on his feet tomorrow. Lets go."

"It'll take awhile. Want either of us to kidnap him later to make sure he gets out again?" because with an entire species having bad reactions she could understand why he was in on a drug investigation. "Why was a salesman still trying to get to you guys anyway?"

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