Rosemary had barely been in the office for a while when someone knocked on the door.
"Come in."
"Ms. Rose." It was Molly who walked in, a bag in her hand and a cheery smile on her face. "This is the cheesecake my mom made this morning. She insisted I deliver it to you. You've been a huge help
to us; we can't thank you enough." Molly handed the bag to her, still smiling.
"Tell your mom I said thanks." Rosemary opened the bag to find a box with a cake and a cup.
Rosemary was a little puzzled. What's in the cup?
"It's fresh juice!" Molly beamed, "My mom got up early to make it."
Rosemary took a bite of the cake and asked, "Tastes great."
Then Molly opened the cup for her, saying, "Enjoy! I won't disturb your work."
Not long after she left, the aroma enticed Dean into the office.
"Ms. Rose."
He patted his stomach; the smell of the cake was too tempting. He overslept this morning and hadn't eaten breakfast yet. His stomach was growling.
