Office

“Well isn’t there anyone better than Warfield’s dad or Quincy? Why couldn’t have you been in charge Audrey? Regan?” “Oh, no not me I have too many problems with the touchy subjects I wouldn’t do it well.” Regan sat back in her chair. “That’s the whole point, people still chose these people because they don’t care about the outcome of the majority of the people! Audrey, you would have been perfect.” Audrey has a fire burn in her, “Well, that’s something you could have said ten years ago on the first of the three Groundhog Days…but no you pulled me out of my presidential rhetoric class. I have zero experience with marketing myself so yeah no, this is your fault. It doesn’t matter how good my thoughts are if they aren’t spoon fed and manufactured into something people actually like.” Cody rolled his eyes, “Come on, you’re going to be that petty about this. We need your help.” “No, you made it clear that my kind was not welcome to help so why would it be any different on the twentieth Groundhog Day? We aren’t getting out of this mess until we figure this power struggle in a reasonable way.” Audrey had enough and threw the surprisingly dense pillow at Cody and stormed off. Regan looked at Cody who was still aghast, “Have you ever tried the glitter donuts at the new shop down the street? They make me forget.”