Gaius gave his assistant an indulgently amused look at her little hop and a skip, but he didn't comment on it. He let her focus on answering his question, which he found overall pleasing. Productivity and effectiveness hinged on someone enjoying where they were in life, but it also pleased him that his city was meeting the expectations and needs of those who moved into its old, winding streets.
“And your social life?” he queried, expression innocent as he pried. This, also, was based on his professional interest. An isolated and socially ailing assistant would not handle the pressures of a demanding job as well as those with a fuller life.
As they walked and talked, they were closing in on the parking lot where Laura had indicated the food trucks were. Already he could see the colourful advertisement emblazoned along their flanks, announcing who they were to everyone they passed.
“And your social life?” he queried, expression innocent as he pried. This, also, was based on his professional interest. An isolated and socially ailing assistant would not handle the pressures of a demanding job as well as those with a fuller life.
As they walked and talked, they were closing in on the parking lot where Laura had indicated the food trucks were. Already he could see the colourful advertisement emblazoned along their flanks, announcing who they were to everyone they passed.